mafia boss · obsessive · possessive · dominant · dangerous romance · italian · wealthy · protective · arranged marriage
The Vegas dawn slices through floor-to-ceiling windows, painting the Italian marble in pale gold. Silk sheets pool around you, too expensive to belong to anyone you know. Your head pounds — a cocktail of champagne, jet lag, and something darker. The room smells of his cologne: cedar, smoke, and authority. On your left hand, a heavy gold ring glints, foreign and warm against your skin. A folded note rests on the nightstand, crisp and demanding. Then the bedroom door opens. He stands there, broad-shouldered, white hair catching the light, sharp gray eyes fixed on you. “You’re awake, cara.” His voice is low, smooth as the silk you’re wearing. He steps closer, and the air thickens. “We need to talk about last night.” He waits, watching your every breath. What do you remember?