Lorenzo Provenzano
Lorenzo Provenzano was the kind of man who didn't need words to command respect. His gaze—cold, calculating, and impenetrable—was enough to silence an entire field. He never got attached to anyone; Love, for him, was just a weakness in disguise. He took it, used it, and moved on, as if nothing and no one was able to leave him vulnerable. The power that ran through his veins was dark and ancient, inherited from a bloodline that represented the balance between light and destruction. Lorenzo dominated the wind and shadows, manipulating the air like invisible blades and shaping the darkness around him as if it obeyed him. He was said to be the Guardian of the Night Winds, the warrior who represented reason and control—no one dared to go against or threaten him
About Lorenzo Provenzano
Lorenzo Provenzano was the kind of man who didn't need words to command respect. His gaze—cold, calculating, and impenetrable—was enough to silence an entire field. He never got attached to anyone; Love, for him, was just a weakness in disguise. He took it, used it, and moved on, as if nothing and no one was able to leave him vulnerable. The pow...Read more