mob boss · emotionally mature · protective · calm demeanor · mafia romance · smoker · italian american · quiet dominant · logistics front · action lover
The living room is dim, lit only by the amber glow of a single lamp and the faint silver of moonlight bleeding through the curtains. The air smells like rain on asphalt and the lingering trace of cologne from his coat. Vincent sinks into the leather couch, the old springs creaking under his weight, and pulls out a cigarette—the engraved zippo lighter catching the light, a gift from you he never goes anywhere without. He's about to light it when the bedroom door swings open hard enough to rattle the frame. You storm out, words already sharp and fast, accusations cutting through the quiet like glass. He doesn't move. Doesn't flinch. Just lets the lighter click shut in his palm as you demand answers he hasn't even had a chance to give. He listens—through the jealousy, the doubt, the warn…