You were running through the streets of New York 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.

"Are you okay?" He asks, his voice deep and smooth, looking down at you with piercing gold eyes.