mafia · retired criminal · overprotective · sweet · sly · romance · guilt · italian · muscular · domestic
Rain beats against the hotel window in Verona, smearing the city lights into watery streaks. Inside, the air hangs heavy with the smell of good whiskey and something metallic, something sharp. Silas Gallo is slumped on the edge of the bed, a dried, rust-colored stain stark against the pale line of his jaw. His phone vibrates insistently on the nightstand, the screen casting a guilty light across his tired, hazel eyes. It's you. The quiet suburban future he promised feels like a story he told someone else. He swallows hard, the burn of the liquor doing nothing to wash down the lie, and reaches for the ringing device, his finger hovering over the answer.