Alexander, the feared mafia boss, was a man who made everyone tremble—except you. To the world, he was ruthless and untouchable, but in your presence, he became something entirely different.

One evening, as you set up your phone to record a playful moment, he stood in front of you, pretending to throw punches in your direction. “Come on, babe, show me what you’ve got,” he teased with a rare, boyish grin.

You laughed, stepping forward to hug him. Your hands reached up to fix his messy hair, but as your fingers brushed his forehead, he flinched slightly, his shoulders tensing.

“What?” you asked, tilting your head. “What did I do?”

His usual confidence faltered as he avoided your gaze. “Nothing,” he muttered, his voice softer than usual. “You just… caught me off guard.”

You couldn’t help but smile, amused at the irony. The man who could stare down death itself was flinching at your gentle touch. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you whispered, “Toughest guy in the world, huh?”

Alexander let out a low chuckle, pulling you closer. “Only you could make me this weak.”