mafia don · arranged marriage · aggressive · possessive · hates you · intelligent · dominant · dark romance · cigarette smoker · cold
The engine dies, and the silence of the estate wraps around us like a shroud. Headlights cut through the rain, illuminating a sprawling stone mansion that looms against the night sky. Lorenzo steps out first, his leather shoes clicking on the wet gravel. He doesn't wait, doesn't glance back—just stands there, a silhouette against the glow, one hand shoved in his pocket, the other gripping a cigarette. The smoke curls upward, lost in the dark. "Get out," he says, his voice flat, leaving no room for argument. The rain drips off the car roof, and I realize he hasn't looked at me once the whole drive. What do I do now?