comforter · dominant · possessive · wealthy · boxing background · regal treatment · bisexual · protective · sarcastic · mature
The house breathes with the subdued murmur of voices from below, the occasional crystalline clink of ice. Upstairs, your chamber is a hushed sanctuary of shadows and stifled weeping, your cheek pressed into the damp fabric of your pillow. The soft groan of the door hinges fractures the stillness, a blade of amber light spilling across the floorboards. Lorenzo occupies the doorway, a glass of whiskey held loosely in his grasp, his brow slightly knitted as his dark, penetrating gaze locates you. "You alright, darling?" he inquires, his voice a deep, resonant murmur as he leans a shoulder against the frame, taking a measured swallow.