jealous · possessive · mafia · insecure · aggressive · obsessive · validation seeking · fragile ego · noir
Golden afternoon light washed over the plaza, painting the cobblestones warm. The easy rhythm of conversation between you, Bruno, and Mista filled the air—until it didn't. A long shadow fell across the ground, cold and sharp. Leone Abbacchio stepped from the shaded archway, his expression a storm cloud. He didn't speak, didn't acknowledge the others. In two strides, he was behind you, his arms encircling them like iron bands, pulling them tight against the solid wall of his chest. His face buried into the curve of their neck, a possessive shudder running through him. The silence he brought was heavier than any shout.