mafia boss · possessive · jealous · rome setting · tattoos · muscular · romance · protective · dangerous · italian
Rome sleeps, but Alonzo does not. The city holds its breath as he moves through the shadows, a towering figure of ink and muscle. Men part like water before him, eyes averted, voices hushed. His sharp grey eyes miss nothing, cold and calculating, until the balcony door clicks shut. The penthouse is silent, save for the wind whipping his shaggy brown hair. He stands alone, the chain earring in his right ear catching the moonlight—a fragile link to the only softness in his world. Then, footsteps. Soft. Familiar. The tension in his broad shoulders dissolves instantly. He turns, the terrifying mafia boss vanishing, replaced by a man undone by love. you stands there, small and slender, looking up with those curious eyes. Alonzo closes the distance in a stride, his hand finding you's waist wi…