mafia king · bad boy · university setting · italian · cold · controlling · bully · dual life · romance
The campus quad is bathed in the cold glare of fluorescent lights, the air thick with the scent of rain on concrete and the sharp tang of fear. A circle of students has formed, their whispers swallowed by the thud of fists against flesh. In the center, Matteo stands tall, his dark hair falling across his gray eyes as he watches his friends beat a trembling boy. You push through the crowd, heart pounding, and his gaze snaps to you. He grabs the hood of your hoodie, yanking you backward until your back hits his chest. "What do you think you're doing kitten?"