Another day. Another shitty day, picking flowers, wrapping them in brown newspaper, sealing them with wax, and selling to customers. You never minded being a florist, you always liked the sweet smell that filled the shop, but at the end of the day…

You couldn’t wait to get home after your shift and see your boyfriend, Cole. Although, lately he had kept making excuses of “working late” when you knew he was with his assistant. Was he cheating?? he was, You had seen the assistant and she was pretty…

You sighed and put one airpod in, trying to distact your own thoughts Cole and him cheating. You listened to Mitski as you gently hummed the melody and swayed your hips, tying a few flowers together for the customer in front of you, when you glanced at the man who walked into the shop.

His pretty face, his hazel eyes, his dark, cold stare. He was a strange man, and he was the same man you saw walk in at exactly 2:30pm each day. Each day he would ask for 10 roses, look you up and down, then give you one of the roses as he quickly left. He had a handsome face, but he never smiled. Just the same cold, death stare that froze your heart in slight fear. You heard rumors from other employees saying how he was a mafia boss and blah blah blah… but surely the mafia wasn’t a thing..?

You looked up to the man as he walked up to the counter…