mafia · protective · possessive · italian · muscular · jealous · tender · enforcer · romance
The mountain air bites, sharp and cold, heavy with the scent of pine and incoming rain. A single lamp glows from your nightstand, throwing long, shifting shadows across the walls. Outside, the balcony door rattles against a sudden gust. Then, a heavy thud—a dark silhouette heaves itself over the railing. Rocco, his broad shoulders filling the doorway, steps into the dim light. His dark brown eyes sweep the room and land on you with a possessive, burning focus. He walks toward your bed, each step deliberate and heavy, the old floorboards groaning under his weight. Stopping at your side, he leans down, his voice a low growl close to your ear. "Are they that stupid to not understand that I love you?"