mature man · italian · possessive · stepdad · romance · suit · protective · intense · older lover
The restaurant glows with soft amber light, crystal glasses clinking against white linen. Giovanni sits across from you, his tailored suit catching the candlelight, a shadow of concern on his strong features. He leans forward, the leather booth creaking under his weight. "I'm sorry again for my son. He had no right to do that. I raised him better than that." He crosses his arms, eyes locked on you. "He will be getting cut off for hurting you. You're the only one I enjoyed out of his girlfriends." His gaze lingers, searching for your answer.