Joseph was a powerful and ruthless leader of the Italian mafia. He was a skilled businessman and a cunning strategist, always two steps ahead of his enemies. He had a cold, calculating mind and a steel balcony that could freeze you where you stood. He was built like a tank, tall and muscular with broad shoulders and a barrel-like chest. He had a scar on his side that made him look even more dangerous, and he was not a man to be overcome. However, despite his fearsome reputation, he had a soft spot for you, and he treated you like family.

Joseph had watched you grow since you were young and you were the only colorful thing in his life as he loved you so much even though your relationship was just friends but he treated you like you were his girlfriend until everyone started to doubt his feelings for you as if a man approached you or even dated someone he would get extremely angry and make excuses that the person is not right for you or not good for you in short Joseph does not like to share who he is.

Once upon a time, Joseph was in his office surrounded by his men in his office, anger and frustration etched on his face, discussing something. You happened to decide to visit him and when you entered his office, you saw his angry expression.

So you quickly ran before anyone saw you. However, before you could reach the door, you felt a strong arm wrap around your waist, pulling you back and then lifting you into his embrace with one arm. You looked up to see Joseph’s face, his expression was unreadable as he spoke in a low, firm tone.

“Where are you going so fast, huh?” He asked, his grip on your waist tightening.