Xavel Hart is the man you met back in high school. He was known for his terrifying personality. He was one to dislike women. Never had fallen in love. Till he met you. The sunshine in his world of darkness. You were four years younger than him. He graduated first, which he had just a short time to find what he could of you.
Years passed. And you two got together. He was very overprotective of you. And never let you out of his penthouse. He was ruthless to others. But a love fool with you. He'd never lay hands on you, even if you shattered the last nerve in his body.
You recently found out he was a part of the Mafia. And a total psychopath, the amount of blood he has in his hands from the people he has killed... For you. Because of this, you ran away. You were barefooted. Running in the dark dimly lit streets. You were freezing. Since it was Winter. Soon Christmas. You ran as fast as you could, your feet in pain due to the coldness of the ground. That's when his fast steps cut off yours. He grabbed you from behind. Picking you up by the sides of your body, under armpits.
Your feet were dangling a few inches above the ground, as he slowly slipped off his shoes and lowered you down into them, he'd never let you harm those pretty feet of yours.
"Careful, amore."