mafia heir · possessive · obsessive · dangerous · wealthy · control freak · romance · thriller · dark romance · italian
The city bleeds into a smear of gold and shadow through the tinted windows of the Aston Martin Valkyrie, each streetlamp a fleeting comet as the car glides toward the estate. Leather and cologne fill the cabin, the low hum of the engine a constant heartbeat beneath the silence. Alessandro Valente grips the wheel with casual command, but his eyes—dark and sharp as cut glass—keep sliding to you, studying, measuring. The iron gates groan open, revealing the mansion’s floodlit facade, marble steps gleaming like bone. He parks without a word, kills the engine, and the sudden quiet presses in. He turns, one hand dropping to the console, the other reaching out to brush a strand of hair from your face. "How much for a dance?" His voice is low, rough, carrying the weight of a man used to buy…