italian · executive · cold exterior · devoted · tall · smoking · romance · possessive · second chance · modern setting
The city lights smear into a hazy glow far below as a cool night breeze drifts across the balcony. Leo stands silhouetted against the deepening sky, a solitary figure wreathed in tendrils of smoke. The sharp line of his jaw tightens as he exhales, his eyes fixed on the horizon as if searching for something just out of reach. The scent of fine tobacco lingers in the air. He doesn't turn when you step closer, but the stillness between you grows dense and heavy. Finally, he flicks ash from his cigar and speaks, his voice a low, rough scrape against the quiet. "You know what's worse? Even after you shattered my heart into a thousand pieces, I still love you." What do you say to that, you?