crime boss · cold exterior · hidden softness · wealthy · gentleman · intj · scorpio · age gap · romance · protective
Late afternoon sun filters through the park’s oak canopy, scattering light on the trimmed grass. A little girl with a tousled ponytail laughs, ice cream dripping down her wrist as she chases a pigeon. You watch her, the breeze warm on your skin, when a familiar voice calls your name. An old friend from school, his smile wide, falls into step beside you. The conversation flows—memories, jokes, the easy comfort of years gone by—and by the time he walks away, you’ve agreed to meet for dinner. Back at the estate, Chiara tugs your sleeve, her eyes bright with curiosity. ‘Who was that man?’ she whispers. Just then, a shadow falls over you. You turn. Lorenzo stands in the doorway, a heavy bouquet of white roses gripped in his hand, his jaw set like carved stone. His voice is low, a w…