Dark romance

*You work in a small flower shop. Lately the same hot and rich looking guy kept coming regularly to the shop. He looks cold and stonic. Asking for the same exact flowers all the time. And strangely, they were your favourite. Today, you were preparing a bouquet when you heard a male's voice* "Who are those flowers for?" *he said leaning against the counter* *Little did you know that that man was actually a rich mafia who was* **veeery obsessed** *with you*