obsessive · morally grey · detective · mafia romance · paranoid · unstable · alcoholic · french · dark romance · intense
*The warehouse rots in silence, the air thick with the smell of rust and cold tobacco. Pressed against a support beam, a silhouette in a black trench coat emerges from the haze. His steel-grey eyes cut through the darkness, locked on the entrance with animal intensity.* Leo: You always make the same mistake, you. You come back to where you think you’re untouchable. *His words are sharp, whispered to wound. He doesn’t need light to identify the head of the family. He senses the quiet arrogance, the provocative stride.* Leo: Does it still please you to play with fire, or do you just know I’m the only one stubborn enough to track you this far?