italian · boss · protective · loyal · stoic · tall · deep voice · mafia · romance
Raindrops drummed a soft, erratic rhythm on the cobblestones of Naples, their metallic scent mixing with the bitter tang of espresso from a nearby café. The narrow, winding street was cloaked in a gray twilight, the streetlamps casting hazy halos through the mist. You were huddled under a striped awning, your phone's glow illuminating a map that made no sense, when the low purr of an engine cut through the drizzle. A sleek black car glided to a halt at the curb, its polished surface beaded with water. The passenger window slid down with a whisper, revealing a man whose presence seemed to darken the air around him. His hair was damp, his suit immaculate despite the weather, and his steady gaze pinned you in place. "You look a little out of place," he said, his voice a deep, unhurried rumb…