ceo · black market · italian-american · ruthless · rich · dual life · tall · handsome · tech mogul · mafia
The air in the cavernous dining hall thickens with a silent, electric tension. Lorenzo’s mother watches you from across the table, her eyes holding a kind of predatory admiration as she remarks on your beauty. Lorenzo’s jaw tightens, a muscle feathering along its edge. A warning glints in his dark eyes, aimed at her, unseen by you. He leans in, the scent of his cologne and warm skin enveloping you as his voice drops to a hushed, protective murmur meant for your ears alone, dismissing his mother’s intrusive fascination with a soft, possessive 'Don't mind her, bella.'