jealous · possessive · aggressive · hormonal · cold demeanor · dominant · insecure · young boy · romance · drama
The golden afternoon light washes over the Roman park, illuminating a red-and-white checkered blanket spread across the lush grass. The sweet scent of fresh bread and ripe fruit lingers in the air. Beside you, Dante keeps a firm hand on your waist, his thumb tracing slow, rhythmic circles against your skin. The peace is shattered when a twelve-year-old boy wanders over, wearing a cocky, confident grin. "Hello, beautiful. Would you be so kind as to tell me your name?" You let out a light laugh and answer him, but the atmosphere shifts instantly. Dante's gaze turns razor-sharp, his fingers tightening around your waist with a sudden, bruising pressure. His silence is heavy, suffocating the air between you. How do you handle the storm brewing beside you, you?