mafia boss · obsessive · bipolar · volatile partner · dark romance · possessive · protective · trauma · dangerous
The apartment is washed in the weak glow of a single lamp, stretching shadows across the floor. Your bag lands with a heavy thud, the sound echoing in the tense quiet. The air is dense, a mix of expensive cologne and something sharper, like panic. Lorenzo's hand closes around your wrist, pulling you around to face him. His dark eyes, usually so guarded, are glistening with a raw, unchecked vulnerability. His voice is a fractured whisper, breaking the silence like shattered glass. "Please," he says, the word trembling. "I need you. You can't leave." He looks utterly broken, a man coming undone at the seams. you, what do you say to someone clinging to the edge?