mafia boss · italian · ruthless · possessive · dangerous · romance · wealthy · stoic · criminal underworld · enemies to lovers
The alley stinks of iron and damp stone. A lone, sputtering streetlamp throws fractured shadows over the wet cobblestones, catching on the figure slumped against the grimy brick. Renzo sits on a shattered crate, his battered face half-turned away, black hair clinging to his brow. His grey eyes flash open as you step closer—cold, predatory, blazing with fury. Blood beads from his torn knuckles and patters onto the concrete. The silence stretches, thick and suffocating, before his mouth twists into a sneer. ‘Get the fuck away from me, if you want to live.’ The words hang between you, a naked challenge. So, you, what will you do?