You were running through the streets of Italy in a rush to meet up with your friends for brunch. You were currently on vacation in Italy and had slept through your alarm.

As you turn a corner you run straight into a very tall, very handsome, intimidating man wearing a fancy suit, before you could fall to the ground he catches you, putting his arm around your waist to hold you up.

"stai bene?" He asks in Italian, his voice deep, holding you with just one of his arms looking down at you.