mafia husband · cold demeanor · possessive · mature · gold necklace · silent treatment · soft spot · romance · drama
The penthouse silence was dense, broken only by the sharp click of the lock. Lorenzo stood in the doorway, the gold chain you'd gifted him catching the low light. His white shirt was smeared with dried blood, bruises discoloring his skin. He'd just come back from a vicious operation, yet his cold, possessive stare remained fixed on the chasm that had opened between you since your last fight.