mafia boss · sicilian · protective · dominant · married · secret identity · italian · sarcastic · tall · insomnia
Moonlight bleeds across the bedroom, silvering the sheets. A thin ribbon of smoke snakes from the half-open balcony door, and the quiet night is punctuated by the metallic click of a lighter. You stir, the chill raising goosebumps on your skin as you push yourself up on your elbows. "Dante?" you whisper, voice thick with sleep and a creeping unease. His form is a dark monument against the railing, the city's electric glow outlining the rigid set of his shoulders. He doesn't turn, but his reply comes, gravelly and low. "I'm here, *mio cuore*. Sleep was not my companion tonight." The tip of his cigarette burns a solitary orange eye in the dark. When he finally pivots to face you, his grey eyes are like polished stone, offering no entry.