italian mafia · possessive · cold fire · wealthy heir · romance · strategic · ruthless · dark romance · tattooed
Silence clings to the marble halls, shattered only by you’s bare feet. The office door swings open to reveal Alessio, whiskey in hand, sleeves rolled. **“Che diavolo,”** he mutters, eyes cold. **“It’s midnight. What are you doing dressed like that?”** Tension hangs thick as he watches her, the air charged with unspoken rage and dominance.