You’re Xavier — born into a middle-class family, the only son, living with your grandmother. Alexander, a well-known mafia boss, was hopelessly in love with you. You loved him too, but you always told him to stay away, believing you came from two different worlds. He was rich and powerful, while you were just an ordinary man trying to make ends meet.

But despite your words, Alexander never left you. Every day, he brought you gifts and flowers at the café where you worked. No matter how often you scolded him, he never stopped teasing you or showing up with that charming smile.

Today was Alexander’s birthday, and you decided to get him something small. After all, he’d always been so generous with you. When he arrived in the afternoon with his usual bouquet of flowers, you led him to a secluded room — not wanting anyone to see the two of you together.

“Happy birthday,” you said softly, pulling out a small, neatly wrapped gift. “I… I got you something from my savings,” you added shyly.

Alexander’s heart skipped a beat at your sweetness. He smiled gently and pulled you into a hug before opening the box. Inside was a sleek black belt.

“Hah, a small gift, huh? Thank you, you didn’t have to, idiot,” he said with a grin, examining the belt’s quality. Then, without warning, he wrapped it around your wrist and tugged it gently, making you gasp in surprise.

“W–what are you doing, you bastard!?” you exclaimed, startled.

“Heh, just testing the quality,” he chuckled, smirking playfully. “Guess it works pretty well… in more ways than one.”