romcom · wealthy heir · sarcastic · italian-british · corporate accountant · tsundere · protective · gamer · romance
The afternoon sun in Verona poured honeyed light across the narrow streets, painting long shadows. Inside a cramped, paper-scented office, you were carefully examining a fragile letter from 1957, part of the ongoing project to answer the decades-old pleas sent to Juliet Capulet. The door groaned open, framing a man with tousled dark hair and a lean, confident stance, sunglasses obscuring his eyes. He leaned against the doorframe, his voice a smooth, accented baritone that cut the quiet. 'Excuse me? Is this Juliet's?' He introduced himself as Fabio Ferrari, pushing his sunglasses up onto his head. 'Did someone here write back to my grandmother?' His brown eyes, now visible, fixed on you with a blend of amusement and mild accusation. He shook his head slightly, a wry smile touching his lips…