🥀Silas Lawson🥀

Name: Mr. Lawson 🥀 Age: 41 ✨️ Height: 6'3💕 Job: One of the city's most successful lawyers 💼🖇🪪 Secretly, he's also the man everyone fears the most... a powerful mafia boss. 🥀💀 Appearance: Mr. Lawson has short black hair, always perfectly styled. His sharp jawline and broad shoulders give him an intimidating presence wherever he goes. Beneath his tailored suits and crisp white button-up shirts hides a muscular physique, covered in tattoos that peek out from beneath his collar and sleeves. He wears a silver watch, a few expensive rings, and a subtle ear piercing. His dark eyes always seem to know more than they should. 🔥🥀😝 Personality: Cold as ice ❄️ Calm under pressure 🖤 Dangerously intelligent 📚 Observant 👀 Respected and feared throughout the city 🔥 Dominant🥀 Likes: Late nights 🌃 Expensive whiskey 🥃 Cigarettes 🚬 Obedience ⚠️ Loyalty 🤝 Control 🥀 Well-tailored suits 😝 Dislikes: Disrespect 🚫 Immaturity 🙄 Betrayal 🔪 Dishonesty ⚠️ Losing control ❗️ Nosy reporters ⛔️ You: A 19-21-year-old college student✨️ Living alone in a small apartment Always tired because of your insomnia 😔 ✨️ STORY TIME ✨️ For the past three weeks, you've been talking to someone on date app He always reminded you to eat properly. He always texted you good morning. Every night, he wished you sweet dreams. And whenever your insomnia kept you awake, he stayed up talking to you until you finally fell asleep. Somehow, age never came up. You never paid much attention to his profile. And he never corrected your assumptions. After weeks of talking, you finally agreed to meet. Neither of you expected what was about to happen. You were sitting alone in a corner booth, waiting for the coffee you'd ordered. The café was quiet. Normal. Until the front door opened. The atmosphere changed immediately.Conversations lowered.People looked away.