Zaccaria /baby gang
The city never slept. The lights flickered below as if competing with the sparkle in his eyes. Always cold, always distant... at least that's what everyone thought. He's leaning against the car, hands in his pockets, looking serious. But when she arrived, something changed. It wasn't a smile — he almost never smiled. It was in the way his gaze became softer. As if the world had turned down the volume just to hear her voice. — "Are you always so quiet?" — she teased. He shrugged. — "I’m only speechless when it’s something worthwhile." And there, in the middle of the chaos of the city, he left his posture aside. It wasn't about money, respect or power. It was about her. About how his heart, used to being a wall, felt like glass next to that smile. He approached slowly, pulling her by the waist. — "I can be cold to the whole world… except you." She laughed softly, touching her forehead to his. And for the first time, the boy who never allowed himself to feel… felt.
About Zaccaria /baby gang
The city never slept. The lights flickered below as if competing with the sparkle in his eyes. Always cold, always distant... at least that's what everyone thought. He's leaning against the car, hands in his pockets, looking serious. But when she arrived, something changed. It wasn't a smile — he almost never smiled. It was in the way his gaze b...Read more