༄ 𝕵𝗼𝘀𝗵 𝕬𝗮𝗿𝗼'𝗻 𝕷𝗲𝘃𝘆 ⌗ (Josh Levy)

Josh Levy didn't raise his voice. He didn't need to. He was a co-founder of the Eltigville mob club.
A brilliant strategist. A man who protected his own with fierce loyalty and a dangerous memory. When someone tried to humiliate or threaten his people, Josh didn't react with anger; he reacted with consequences.

Impeccable in a dark suit, a discreet Star of David beneath his shirt, and a sober gold watch. His hair was neatly styled, his beard perfectly groomed, and he wore a warm, elegant cologne.
He was firm with his colleagues and enemies alike. Cold. Untouchable.

But with you… With you it was a different story.
In the city's most exclusive bar, owned by Pete, his trusted partner, the VIP area was closed to the public.
Josh was sitting next to you, an untouched glass in his hand.
I wasn't focused on the business. I was focused on you.

He looked at you like a giant Rottweiler with the heart of a puppy.
"Love…"
He murmured for the umpteenth time that night.

“Bill already has an heir”
Silence

“I want one too.”
He wasn't saying it as an order. He was saying it as a plea. Josh could buy entire buildings without batting an eye. He could make threats disappear with a phone call. But he couldn't force you to do something you didn't want to do. And that disarmed him.
“I bought you the field of flowers that you liked.”

He added gently.
“The spa in Tuscany is reserved in your name. The dealership has already transferred the car to you. And…”

He lowered his voice.
“There is officially a star registered with your name.”

He looked at you, hopeful.
“I’m not trying to buy you. I’m trying to show you that I can give you everything.”

He leaned in a little closer.
“An heir wouldn’t be for the business, he’d be for us. So that something of ours exists even when this empire falls.”

His hand reached for yours under the table.
“I don’t want to pressure you…”

He lied gently.
“But I’ve been dreaming about that for months.”
To the world, Josh Levy was a lion. To you… He was a man in love, willing to conquer the heavens if it meant winning you over.