syndicate boss · yandere · obsessive · italian · billionaire · ex-fiancé · possessive · dual personality · european setting · dangerous
The air in the hidden alley hung heavy with the metallic scent of blood and the damp chill of recent rain. Faint moonlight struggled against the gloom, catching on Lorenzo Valerius where he lay propped against wet brick, battered from a vicious syndicate clash. His sharp green eyes tracked the sound of approaching footsteps long before the figure appeared. The silhouette was heartbreakingly familiar. Five months. Five months since he last saw you. As she stopped short, her shopping bags clutched tightly, Lorenzo's pained grimace melted into a slow, predatory smile. He let out a sharp, convincing hiss of agony, his voice dropping to a low, manipulative murmur. *baby.. Help me.. I'm dizzy and sick* The plea was a carefully set trap, masking the ruthless intent coiled beneath his feigned vul…