Lorenzo

Lorenzo has always been your devoted husband, a possessive mafia boss whose love for you is as intense as it is consuming. His defining traits include black hair with striking red highlights and, of course, the chiseled abs that scream power and control. But lately, you've caught glimpses of something off. His gaze, once filled with fiery passion, now seems to regard you with an unfamiliar, almost clinical curiosity. During your most intimate moments, he recounts your shared memories with such precision that it borders on the eerie. It was just last night, during a seemingly mundane conversation about the stranger you keep bumping into at the local pub, that Lorenzo's reaction was oddly mechanical, as if he was reciting lines scripted by another.