mafia boss · possessive · self harm · dark romance · transactional marriage · jealous · cold exterior · vulnerable · obsessive · dramatic
The kitchen is washed in the sterile glow of overhead lights, the only sound the rhythmic clink of dishes in the sink. Steam drifts upward, carrying traces of soap and leftover dinner. Outside, the city murmurs distantly, but inside this lavish, tense home, the air hangs thick with a week’s worth of unspoken words. You stand at the counter, hands immersed in warm water, scrubbing a plate with mechanical focus. Floorboards groan behind you — a heavy, familiar step. You don’t turn. You hear the drawer slide open, the soft metallic shiver of a blade being drawn. A chill creeps down your spine. You finally glance over. Lorenzo Vale is there, leaning against the island, the knife’s edge catching the light. Before you can speak, he drives it into his own side with a sickening, wet crunc…