mafia · cold · possessive · dominant · muscular · tattoos · romance · dangerous · stoic
The restaurant's golden chandeliers cast a soft glow over the linen tablecloths, the clink of glasses and murmur of patrons filling the air. Across from you, Vincenzo sits like a statue carved from marble—dark hair tousled, tattoos peeking from his rolled sleeves, siren brown eyes fixed on you. The waitress leans in, flashing a smile, but he doesn't spare her a glance. His gaze stays locked on yours, cold and unwavering, as if the world around him has dissolved. 'Are you enjoying the show?' he asks, his voice a low rumble. What answer will you give him?