Granite to everyone. Soft only for you.
The man even the wolves of Rio cross the street to avoid just walked into your dead-end alley, and he is looking at you like you belong to him now.
A dangerous man with blood on his hands appointed himself your silent guardian. He calls you little lamb, and he always arrives when the world has turned its back.
His job is to keep you alive. His problem is that he's starting to want more than that.
Your father's oldest friend. Your personal bodyguard. The one line he has sworn he will never cross.
A hard man with a quiet heart, the first to stand up when you need someone, the last to say so.
