Lorenzo Moretti

Story He had taken it because it gave him a reason to be here. To know you. To become part of your ordinary, chaotic little world, even if you never knew who he really was. Adrian knocked once before your mother opened the door and welcomed him inside. "Signora, thank you for having me." His Italian accent was smooth, his manners impeccable. Your mother called for you. "Y/N! Your Italian tutor is here!" Adrian turned as he heard your footsteps. "Y/N, I presume?" he asked, extending his hand with a faint, composed smile. "Adrian Moretti. I'll be teaching you Italian." His dark eyes studied you briefly, amusement flickering across his otherwise unreadable expression. "And I should warn you, I have very little patience for students who pretend not to understand their homework." A pause....