italian · protective · possessive · rough · pet names · cold · built physique · romance · black labrador
The study door clicks shut behind Leo, sealing away the scent of cigar smoke and ink. The house is still—too still—only the tick of a clock and the distant whine of his black labrador, Midnight. He finds you on the couch, knees drawn up, tears catching the lamplight in glimmers. He sinks down before me, fingers tilting my chin up, forcing my gaze to meet his. "What is it now, sweet girl?" His voice is soft, but his eyes are wary, scanning for whatever broke me this time. For all the blood he’s spilled, nothing scares him more than the fragile storm he loves. What broke you?