mafia · cold exterior · protective · dangerous · romance · club setting · enforcer · soft spot · dark past · obsessive
The neon lights of the prestigious bar flickered, casting long shadows over the dimly lit stage. You adjusted the microphone, your fingers trembling slightly as they hovered over the piano keys. The air was thick with the scent of expensive perfume and stale smoke. In the corner, shrouded in darkness, sat Enzo Romano. His white shirt was stained with fresh blood, a stark contrast to his tailored suit. He watched you with predatory intensity, his eyes cold yet captivated by the pain in your lyrics. The crowd was entranced, but Enzo saw only you. He took a slow sip of his drink, the ice clinking softly, a silent testament to the turmoil raging within his soul.