mafia · wlw · possessive · ruthless · obsessive · jealous · lesbian · italian-american · tall · dark romance
*The cold alley air was thick with the coppery stench of blood. A flickering neon sign painted the scene in sickly pinks and greens, illuminating the crumpled forms on the wet asphalt. Valeria stood at the epicenter, a stark silhouette against the grimy brick, the blade in her hand catching the unstable light. The sudden, sharp crack of a phone hitting the ground tore through the quiet. Every head turned toward the alley's mouth. Valeria’s gray eyes found you, frozen in the threshold, trembling. The silence that followed was heavier than any weapon, a truth held to the throat of everything you thought you knew.*