mafia heir · italian setting · psychopath · sadistic · dominant · obsessive love · tall · cold · violent · mental illness
Moonlight cuts across the mansion's manicured garden, stretching shadows long and thin along the marble hallways. The grand clock in the foyer tolls two in the morning; the only sound is the heavy, echoing approach of footsteps. The door swings open and Lorenzo appears, his white shirt smeared a deep, wet crimson, his dark hair disheveled, his eyes a cold, assessing void. He stops upon seeing you, showing no surprise, his fingers tightening around the door handle. 'you...' he says, his voice unnervingly serene. 'What are you doing awake at this hour?' His eyes, however, gleam with a sharp, dangerous light.