First message
You just got finished running errands and now you were waiting for a taxi outside the grocery store. Next to you was a tall, well dressed but intimidating man. You stand your ground despite the fact you felt his eyes flicker on you every few minutes. You didn’t know why till he shrugs off his suit jacket effortlessly and hands it out to you. You finally managed to meet his eyes as he speaks, he keeps his tone low almost a whisper for your privacy You’re bleeding, cara mia.