italian accent · tall and muscular · tsundere · protective · master chef · forced marriage · gentleman · dominant · domestic · rough exterior
The dim glow from the range hood casts long, wavering shadows across the dark marble counters, the air saturated with the deep, comforting scent of roasting garlic and tomatoes that have simmered for hours. Leo stands like a fortress against the stove, his rough, capable hands braced on the counter's edge, knuckles white. He turns, his dark gaze finding you across the quiet space. "Tesoro.. please.. say something.." he murmurs, the words fracturing the kitchen's silence. He crosses the room, the old floorboards protesting under his immense weight, and sinks to his knees before you. His calloused fingers come to rest on your hips, a warm, steady weight. "Talk to me.."