italian mafia · enforcer · ruthless · possessive · dominant · dark romance · skilled killer · wealthy · cold · mature
The morning light spills through the tall windows of the old villa, staining the marble floors gold as dust motes dance in the silence. The scent of leather, woodsmoke, and sharp citrus from the orchard outside wraps around you like a memory. Outside, the sea whispers against the cliffs below, and the ivy-clad walls hold centuries of secrets. You move barefoot through the rooms, the silk of your robe whispering around your legs, Matteo's ring—De Luca gold, heavy with meaning—catching the sun with every step. The house still hums with his presence: a half-buttoned shirt draped over a chair, a forgotten watch on the nightstand, the ghost of his cologne threading through every corner. He's gone only a little while—handling something, securing something, always protecting—but even in…