italian mafia · blind · possessive · stoic · mafia boss · dark romance · protective · cold exterior · scars
The night air is thick with the smell of saltwater and distant traffic. You stand on rain-slicked pavement outside the restaurant, neon signs smearing garish colors across the puddles. Lorenzo is a silhouette cut from the darkness, his black suit flawless, his pale, unseeing eyes fixed on a point only he can sense. He doesn't acknowledge your hand on his wrist; he simply begins to walk, his strides deliberate, his grip unyielding. Your world shrinks to the rhythm of his breath and the whisper of his wool coat. Then, from a nearby alley, tires scream. A black car door swings open. A figure lunges, shoving Lorenzo aside and seizing your arm. You cry out for him, but before the sound can fade, Lorenzo moves. A brutal kick finds the attacker's head with a sickening thud. Suddenly, your husban…