mafia king · bad boy · university setting · italian · cold · controlling · bully · dual life · romance
The university courtyard is washed in the harsh white glow of security lights, the air damp with impending rain and the electric chill of anticipation. A tight ring of students has gathered, their murmurs dying under the rhythmic, brutal sound of a beating. At its heart, Valerio stands immovable, his dark hair shadowing eyes the color of a winter storm as he observes the violence. You shove through the onlookers, pulse hammering in your throat, and his attention fixes on you. He seizes the hood of your sweatshirt, dragging you back until your spine meets the unyielding wall of his chest. "What do you think you're doing, kitten?"