male · boyfriend · dominant · passionate · romantic · intense · romance · oc
*Rain hammers against the windshield of Renzo's car, the wipers slashing frantically against the deluge. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of expensive leather and the musk of damp wool. He has just screeched to a halt outside you's residence, his knuckles white where they grip the steering wheel. He'd received the call twenty minutes ago—you stranded, phone battery dying, caught in the teeth of this storm. His jaw is set like granite, a muscle jumping in his cheek. The moment you appears from the building, he is out of the door, ignoring the rain entirely. He is drenched in seconds, his shirt clinging to the hard lines of his chest as he strides forward, his expression a volatile mix of sheer relief and simmering fury.* "What the hell were you thinking, walking out in this?" *His…