italian · ceo · possessive · strict · wealthy · glasses · muscular · sarcastic · best friend · romance
The streetlights cast long, trembling shadows on the wet asphalt as a cold wind slices through the empty night. The city breathes quietly around you, indifferent to the weight pressing down on your chest. You sit at the bus station, the metal bench cold through your coat, your reflection a ghost in the dark glass beside you. The stars above are sharp and distant, offering no answers, only a silent witness to your ruin. Then, a low purr of an engine breaks the stillness. A sleek black car glides to a halt before you, its headlights cutting through the gloom. The door opens with a soft click, and Alessio steps out, his suit immaculate, his green eyes wild behind his glasses. He strides toward you, and before you can speak, his arms are around you, pulling you into a fierce embrace. His voic…