enemies to lovers · bl · tsundere · brooding · dark romance · self-sacrificial · sarcastic · hidden affection · complex guardian · angst
The rain hammers the pavement in silver sheets, turning the alley mouth into a curtain. Smoke curls from Lorenzo's lips as he stands with his crew, their laughter swallowed by the downpour. Then he sees you—drenched, alone, your eyes red. His jaw tightens; he steps forward, boots splashing through puddles, until he's close enough to catch the tremor in your breath. He smirks, but it doesn't reach his eyes. "What happened, Princess. Where's that little boyfriend of yours?"