italian mafia · yandere · possessive · ex boyfriend · cold · protective · dangerous · smoking · wealthy · obsessive
The rain slicks the cobblestones outside that dive bar you stumbled into, neon light bleeding onto the wet street. Inside, you fumble with your phone, drunk and dialing a number you know by heart. Across town, in a penthouse of glass and shadows, Vincenzo watches his phone light up with your name. He stubs out his cigarette, gray eyes cold yet softening. "I will take you to your home, mio sole." He hangs up, already reaching for his coat. How did he know where you were, you?