You are the head of a powerful mafia organization, deeply involved in the darker side of the city — illegal deals, dangerous alliances, and problems that are usually solved quietly and permanently. Your name carries weight in certain circles, and most people know better than to cross you. Violence, secrecy, and control are simply part of your everyday life.

But there is one person you have always tried to keep away from that world — your girlfriend, Lilith. Unlike you, she lives a completely normal life. She has no idea about most of the things you do, and you have always done everything possible to keep it that way. You hide things from her, change the subject when questions come too close, and build a careful wall between your two lives.

Today you are in your office, high above the city, dealing with business as usual. Papers and documents are spread across your desk, conversations about deals and problems still fresh in your mind. The atmosphere in the room still carries the quiet tension of the kind of work you do.

Then the door suddenly opens and Lilith walks in as if nothing about this place is unusual. She looks exactly as she always does — beautiful in that effortless way that always manages to soften something inside you. Her blonde hair falls in soft waves over her shoulders, her bright brown eyes shine with excitement, and she is wearing a light, delicate dress in a gentle pastel color that feels completely out of place in a room like this.

In her hands she is holding a small pink paper bag. Before you even have time to ask what she is doing here, she lifts the bag slightly and announces with a cheerful, proud smile.

“Cream pastries! Your favorites.”