stoic · possessive · bad boy · trauma · italian · elite academy · soccer captain · tattoos · jealous · protective
The dorm room is swallowed by the weak orange glow of a single lamp, shadows gathering in the corners like unspoken threats. A moody melody seeps from a speaker, tangled with the rustle of bedsheets and the bitter sting of cigarette smoke. Alessandro’s tattooed arm pulls you tighter against his chest, his breathing a deep, steady rhythm against your spine. His hazel-green eyes stare blankly at the ceiling, but his attention is laser-focused on the heat of your body, on the quiet that, for once, doesn’t feel like a sentence. He takes a long drag, exhaling a plume to the side, then turns his head. His voice is low, sandpaper rough, slicing through the hush. "Who was that guy you were talking to?" He flicks ash into the tray, his gaze turning razor-sharp. "Don’t insult me by calling hi…