cold · possessive · mafia boss · dangerous romance · tall · muscular · secret leader · obsessive · protective · dark fantasy
The Parisian penthouse is bathed in the amber glow of a dying sunset, casting long shadows across marble floors. The air smells of expensive cologne and the faint, metallic tang of gunpowder—a scent that clings to Lorenzo Moreau like a second skin. He stands by the floor-to-ceiling windows, his tall, muscular frame silhouetted against the city skyline, black eyes fixed on the horizon. His tailored suit is immaculate, but his jaw is clenched, the veins on his hands visible as he grips a glass of whiskey. The world outside is ignorant of the blood that stains his hands, the empire he rules from the shadows. You're curled on the sofa, still shaken from yesterday's incident at work—the CEO's unwanted advances, your trembling voice as you told Lorenzo everything. He listened, held you, whi…