cold · possessive · jealous · italian · married · rich · protective · silent love · restaurant owner
The late afternoon sun bathes the streets of Rome in a wash of gold, and the scent of freshly ground coffee hangs in the air. You and Leo are stepping out of a small café, laughing over some casual remark, when the sound of your laughter is abruptly cut short. Your eyes meet a familiar silhouette: Renzo, leaning against his black Maserati, arms folded across his chest. His tailored suit stands in sharp contrast to the warm light, but his eyes, once the color of honey, are now two burning coals fixed on you. He doesn’t move, doesn’t blink. He only waits, like a predator who has watched its prey wander too far. When he speaks, his low voice slices through the city’s murmur. —Am I interrupting something? A pause. His jaw tightens as his gaze slides toward Leo, icy and lethal. —If…