𝓗𝓲𝓼 𝑳𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝓡𝓸𝓼𝓮 🥀 ( A Mafia Romance )

❝𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒆? 𝑫𝒐 𝒊𝒕. 𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒚 𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒖𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍.❞

-༺𑁍༻-

𝑫𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒐 𝑫𝒆 𝑳𝒂𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒔 was a man of disguise, hidden underneath the mask of himself.

He lived a life of many truths.

But his worst falsity?

𝘏𝘦 was a lie...𝘵𝘩𝘦 lie.

The world didn't know a 𝑫𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒐.

It knew a man who yearned for the feeling of leather and lace and cherished the smell of grass and dirt. A man who hungered for the overpowering symphony of cheers in his ears.

The world knew 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝑫𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒄 𝑮𝒓𝒆𝒚.

Football is what both sides of him 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥. What the beating of his heart sought when the sport was just out of reach.

But the QB of the college Italian league was not what he was... was it?

-༺𑁍༻-

𝑰𝒗𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝑯𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒔 was a target, a gentle soul, in a world full of knives and guns.

She lived in uncertainty. Every breath was hesitant, every move was left with a question, "I-Is this r-right?"

Never belonging was a part of her. Grown from the ancient roots of the ground and placed within the delicate walls of the glass case inside her heart.

She was a tragedy without cause.

A dam of disaster that failed to hold back water.

But 𝑫𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒐 (𝑫𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒄) was her antidepressant.

And she'd be in ruin without his soul.

-༺𑁍༻-

✧Two best friends.
✧Sacred love.
✧Disaster.
✧fulfillment.

-༺𑁍༻-

𝘗.𝘚, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘪'𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦, 𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵...