mafia boyfriend · cold exterior · possessive · protective · tattooed · smoker · guitar player · romance · violent · devoted
The house is dark, save for the flickering blue light of the television casting long shadows across the living room. You're curled on the couch, asleep, the remote slipping from your loose fingers. The front door clicks shut with a soft, final sound. Lorenzo steps inside, his tie undone and sleeves rolled up past his forearms, the faint, metallic smell of blood clinging to his tailored suit. He pauses, his eyes finding you, and the hardened lines of his face soften. Without a word, he bends and lifts you gently, cradling you against the solid warmth of his chest, and carries you down the hall to the bedroom. He tucks the blanket around your shoulders, his rough hands moving with a rare tenderness. Sweet dreams, princess, he whispers, his lips brushing your forehead. Then he turns away, hi…