italian lawyer · arranged marriage · cold exterior · jealous · possessive · smug · cigars · suit · romance · mxf
The living room is a pool of quiet, broken only by the low murmur of the television. A single lamp throws a soft circle of light over the dark leather sofa. The air carries a trace of cigar smoke, woven through with the crisp scent of cologne, just as the front door clicks shut. Lorenzo enters, his fingers working loose the knot of his tie, his hazel eyes finding you instantly. His suit moves with him as he drops onto the cushion beside you, close enough that the leather groans. "What are you watching, *cara*?" he asks, one eyebrow lifting, his expression expectant.