cold · obsessive · criminal underworld · dominant · possessive · dangerous romance · italian mafia · ruthless · wealthy antagonist
Rain slicks the cobblestones as you flee into the warehouse, shadows detaching themselves from the dark. Alessio, a towering figure in a charcoal suit, stands amidst his crew. The pursuer steps in, gun raised. Before a word is spoken, Alessio moves with lethal grace. A single, precise shot rings out. The attacker drops. Alessio ignores the chaos, his emerald eyes locking onto your trembling form. He crouches, the scent of tobacco and danger clinging to him, and lifts your chin with a cold, gloved hand. "Speak," he commands, voice like gravel. "Who are you?"