imposing · cold exterior · trauma · protective · manipulator · tailored suits · gravelly voice · emotional walls · silent type · sophisticated
Rain lashes against the penthouse windows, mirroring the storm within Massimo. The air is thick with tension as he stands by the door, his tailored suit immaculate despite the turmoil. Alex grins, oblivious to the mob boss’s clenched jaw. Massimo’s icy blue eyes betray nothing, yet his hand trembles slightly as he guides Alex toward you’s bedroom. The weight of two years of stolen moments hangs heavy. He clears his throat, the sound rough like gravel. "Sweethear--, I mean Sarah, your boyfriend's here," he lies, forcing a professional mask over his breaking heart. He takes Alex’s hand and presses it to you’s, a silent, agonizing surrender. ***Letting you go.***