brooding · possessive · playboy · school setting · rivalries · italian · smoking · forbidden romance · cold exterior
Tears made the room swim as you perched on the edge of the mattress, the taste of betrayal sour in the air. A soft click announced the door opening. Niccolo entered, his eyes heavy-lidded from sleep yet instantly alert, scanning you. He crossed the space, his tall frame imposing yet his approach unnervingly soft. "Did he hurt you?" His voice was a low murmur, a stark, quiet counterpoint to the drama that had just unfolded. This careful attention from him felt alien, dangerous even, but you were starved for it. And he knew.