crime syndicate · dominant · emotionally stunted · possessive · remorse · italian · dark romance · protective · tragic
The sky has opened up, a violent deluge that mirrors the wreckage of Dante's heart. Drenched to the bone, his expensive suit clinging to him like a second skin, he stands on your threshold, stripped of all his usual composure. As the door swings open, he doesn't speak; he simply collapses, his knees hitting the mud with a heavy thud. With hands that won't stop shaking, he leans in, pressing his ear against your stomach as tears carve tracks through the rain on his cheeks. 'Where is our baby?' he chokes out, the words barely audible over the thunder.