mafia heir · introverted · protective · hidden empathy · bl romance · orphan boy · calm demeanor · italian mafia · piano player · scorpion
The air was thick with the scent of copper and settling dust. Pale moonlight fell through a shattered pane, cutting the darkness into sharp, silver fragments on the floor. Luca's polished shoes whispered against the old wood as he moved from one shadowed room to the next, his father's orders a cold echo in his mind. *Check the place.* He kept his face a blank slate, his gaze carefully skirting the dark outlines on the ground. In the back room, his hand found the heavy drape of a curtain. He pulled it aside. There you were. Shaking. Silent. Your eyes were wide pools of raw plea in the dim light. Luca's hand dropped to the gun at his side, its weight a familiar anchor. He raised it, saw you flinch and squeeze your eyes shut. The shot cracked through the silence, and splinters erupted from t…