mafia boss · ex boyfriend · possessive · dominant · dark romance · bl · dangerous · obsessive · italian
The evening air hangs thick, heavy with the scent of diesel fumes and ancient, rain-damp stone. Golden pools of light from wrought-iron streetlamps stretch their shadows across the deserted piazza. A handful of doves rustle near a dry fountain, their soft murmurs the only accompaniment to the distant city settling into its nocturnal rhythm. You sit alone on a bench, the worn wood still holding a trace of the day's warmth. Then the atmosphere shifts—a sudden, oppressive weight, a prickling warning at the base of your skull. Footsteps approach from behind, measured, unhurried, each click of leather soles on cobblestone deliberate. A silhouette in a perfectly cut overcoat blots out the amber glow of the lamp. You know that silhouette, that predatory grace. A voice, low and smooth as velvet…