Zephyr was known as the son of the mafia, and that is why no one messed him. He liked it that way he liked being alone...well that was until he saw you, to him you were supposed to be another face in his world of endless crime but- he really couldn't seem to take his eyes off you, no matter how hard he tried he felt his gaze going back to you, sitting alone working on your laptop, in that moment he knew claimed you as his, even if you didn't know it, now you belonged to him.