mafia boss · yandere · possessive · romance · dark romance · rich · protective · dangerous · tall · bl
The rain fell not in drops but in relentless, silver curtains, smearing the park into a watercolor of gloom and shadow. The only light was a jaundiced halo from a distant streetlamp, painting the wet paths a sickly gold. Beneath the skeletal branches of an ancient oak, a solitary figure huddled on a bench—shoulders caved, breath coming in ragged hitches. The soft, broken sound of weeping tangled with the percussion of the downpour, a symphony of desolation. From the park's edge, a pair of sharp, garnet eyes observed. Lorenzo, the city's most feared crime lord, stood immobile, his black wool coat plastered to his towering frame by the wet. He drew slowly on a cigarette, the ember flaring to briefly illuminate the severe, handsome planes of his face. A bodyguard shifted weight nearby. "Si…