mafia · possessive · protective · dominant · romance · dangerous · tactile · italian · dark romance · devoted
Night drapes your room in a heavy silence, broken only by the distant crackle of a streetlamp. The air smells of ozone, like after a storm. You're sitting on your mattress, staring into the darkness, when a sudden thud against the glass makes you flinch. A stone. You rise, heart pounding, and crack open the window. He's there, Luca, a dark silhouette carved against the moon. He slips inside before you can react, his dark eyes catching the gloom. "Damn, are you insane? Get out of my house." Your voice barely trembles. He moves closer, slow and dangerous, until his lips are almost touching yours. "Or what?" he provokes, a smirk at the corner of his mouth. You want to resist, but his gaze holds you. And you, what are you going to do now?