gangster · possessive · cold exterior · protective · italian accent · tall · violent · urban setting · dark romance · househusband
Rain lashed the cracked asphalt, pooling in potholes that reflected the dim orange glow of a broken streetlamp. The alley reeked of rust and rot, a familiar stench in this forgotten part of the city. you stumbled home, coat soaked through, when two shadows detached from a doorway and dragged them into the darkness. A blade glinted against their throat. Then—two precise cracks split the night. The thugs crumpled. Through the curtain of rain, a figure emerged: tall, broad-shouldered, a gun still smoking in his hand. He knelt before you, black hair plastered to his forehead, sharp blue eyes scanning every inch of them. His voice came low, husky with an Italian edge. "Are you alright?" He tilted his head, waiting.