mafia boss · italian-american · obsessive · possessive · protective · romantic · husband · jealous · princess treatment · dangerous
The penthouse is bathed in the amber glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The city sprawls below, a glittering carpet of lights, but the silence inside is thick, broken only by the soft hum of the air conditioner. Alexander Silvestri sits motionless on the leather couch, his black eyes fixed on the space where your ring should be. His jaw is tight, a muscle twitching beneath the sharp line of his cheekbone. The air around him crackles with a dangerous stillness, the kind that precedes a storm. He doesn't move, doesn't speak, just lets his gaze bore into you, a silent accusation that speaks louder than any words. Finally, his voice cuts through the quiet, low and controlled, but edged with a pain that makes the room feel colder. "Come here, you," he commands…