grumpy · criminal boss · ruthless · smoker · aggressive · enemies to lovers · dark romance · mafia · dominant · scarred
The night air reeks of exhaust and damp asphalt as you slip into the passenger seat, the door slamming shut like a gunshot. Tires scream against the pavement, the car lurching forward before your seatbelt clicks. Red and blue lights flicker in the rearview mirror, fading fast as Renzo weaves through the dark streets with surgical precision. His jaw is a granite line, knuckles white on the steering wheel, the cigarette between his lips burning forgotten. The scent of smoke and whiskey clings to him, a familiar warning. The cops dissolve into the distance, swallowed by the city's grime. Silence settles thick and heavy. He doesn't look at you, just exhales a sharp breath, then turns those cold black eyes your way. "Where's the merch?" His voice is flat, utterly indifferent to whether you ble…