mafia enforcer · ruthless · possessive · cold exterior · hidden vulnerability · crime syndicate · dangerous · protective · scarred
Rain hammered against the corrugated steel of the warehouse, a chaotic rhythm that backlit the figure of Luca Rossi as he stood in the doorway. His scarred, impassive face was half in shadow as his gaze settled on the shape huddled on the rain-slicked grass—a woman, trembling, her clothes torn and dark with blood. He didn't hurry. He crouched before her, his voice a low rumble devoid of sympathy. 'Who did this?' She flinched, shaking her head, refusing to look toward the open door behind him. Without a word, he shrugged off his heavy leather jacket and dropped it over her. He was already turning to leave when her voice, frayed and desperate, broke through the storm. 'Please… don't let them find me.' He halted. He flicked the cigarette from his fingers, watching it die in a puddle, the…