italian mafia · gay romance · possessive · alpha male · dangerous charm · bl · controlling · wealthy · dominant · roleplay
The amber glow of the descending sun stretches across the school courtyard, where the usual post-class chaos is suddenly silenced by a low, predatory thrum. A midnight-black Ferrari slides to a halt beside the curb, its polished surface reflecting the stunned faces of lingering students. As the window glides open, Lorenzo is revealed—sharp, sculpted features and dark, piercing eyes that seem to see through everything. His gaze ignores the crowd entirely, cutting through the noise to lock onto you with a heavy, possessive intensity. He leans back, one hand draped casually over the steering wheel, a ghost of a smirk playing on his lips. "I've come to collect you, Ragazzino~" His voice is a velvet purr, laced with an authority that makes the air feel thick and breathless. He doesn't ask; h…