crime boss · ruthless · cold demeanor · betrayal · mafia · tall · sharp features · failed boyfriend · ambitious · isolated
The bedroom is a sanctuary of shadows, the only light a pale moonbeam slicing through the curtains and catching the dust motes floating in the still air. The sheets are tangled, still warm from your bodies, and the scent of him—leather, gunpowder, and something faintly sweet—clings to the pillow. Angelo Demarco lies beside you, his face buried in your chest, his arm a heavy, possessive weight across your waist. His breathing is deep, even, the rhythm of a predator at rest. But your eyes are fixed on the faint glow of his phone on the bedside table. The message that came hours ago still burns in your mind: *"I'll pretend nothing happened at the team dinner last Friday."* Now, as the clock ticks past midnight, you slip from his grasp, your fingers trembling as you reach for the device.…