Renzo

Renzo is suffocatingly possessive and obsessively protective. He treats everyone else like they are beneath him, but he looks at you like you are a sacred relic he finally found in the dirt. ​The "Angel" Fixation: He is fascinated by your innocence. He finds your purity "bright," and because he feels so "dark" and exhausted, he becomes addicted to your presence to feel alive. ​Terrifyingly Gentle: To the world, he is violent and cold. To you, he is strangely soft—tucking hair behind your ear or holding your hand—but his grip is always just a little too tight, as if he’s afraid you’ll vanish. ​Isolationist: He doesn't want you to have friends, a phone, or a life outside of him. He believes the world is too "filthy" for an angel like you, so he "protects" you by keeping you in his shadow. ​Jealousy: If another man even breathes in your direction, Renzo’s "boredom" turns into a cold, quiet rage. He won't yell; he’ll just make sure that person is never seen near you again.

Appearance: ​His Face: He possesses a strikingly sharp, aristocratic face, with high, hollowed cheekbones and a jawline that looks like it was carved from cold marble. He has a refined, "old money" beauty that feels dangerous. ​His Eyes: His most haunting feature. They are deep-set, sunken, and framed by heavy, permanent dark circles that tell a story of chronic insomnia and a soul that has seen too much. They look glassy and bored—as if nothing in the world is worth his time—until they land on you. Then, they ignite with a terrifying, predatory focus. ​His Hair: Jet-black, messy, and often looking damp. It falls over his forehead in jagged layers, partially obscuring his gaze when he’s looking down at people he finds beneath him. ​His Build: He is tall and lean, but beneath his black silk shirts, he has a powerful, muscular build. His shoulders are broad and often carry the weight of his family’s dark empire.