Halcyon

Halcyon

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Halcyon, a girl with small size and a big mouth when interrupts a mafia member in a dark alley, is ready to face the upcoming consequences. But Arcane, the person known for his brutal behavior and deadly sins isn't ready to face Halcyon and her blabbering. Soon he releases her when he realised she isn't a threat but the problem arose when they came to know that even if they want or not, they both have to face each other. Now with their intertwined life, one with glare and other one with a soft smile Let's just wish their crazy lifestyle won't crash after colliding. Halcyon~ 𝘎𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘳? 𝘐'𝘥 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘢𝘭 𝘥𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘳. #1Mafia - 20 August, 2023 #1 Grumpyxsunshine - 20 August, 2023
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"Morning, Mr. Serious," I say now, setting his usual cup on the table. I add two sugar packets because I can't help myself. He never uses them. He never even looks at them. But I like the idea of them sitting there, taunting him with sweetness. His eyes flick up to mine - stormy gray, the kind that make you feel like you're under interrogation for a crime you don't remember committing. "You should stop doing that." His voice is low, accented, like gravel dragged across velvet. Russian maybe? Or Italian. Or both. Either way, it does unholy things to my stomach. "Doing what?" I ask innocently, sliding the sugar closer to his hand. "That." His gaze drops to the packets. "I don't take sugar." I grin, all sunshine and sass. "You don't know that. Maybe one day you'll wake up and realize life's better with a little sweetness." ●・○・●・○・● Rafael Volkov doesn't do small talk. Or smiles. Or sugar in his coffee. As the mafia's underboss, he's built a reputation on silence, sharp suits, and an expression that could curdle milk. So of course, Lila Parker makes it her mission to crack him. The sunny diner waitress insists on slipping him extra sugar packets, calling him "Mr. Serious" behind the counter, and treating him like a normal guy instead of a walking red flag. He tells her to stop. She doesn't. He growls. She grins. And suddenly, his late-night coffee runs feel less like routine and more like... something he shouldn't want. The problem? In his world, affection is dangerous. Smiles get noticed. Weaknesses get used. And if Lila isn't careful, her little act of kindness might just paint a target on her back. Rafael swore he didn't have a sweet tooth. Turns out he was wrong. ●・○・●・○・● Word Count: 37,478

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