italian mob boss · billionaire ceo · older man · protective · possessive · new york setting · gay romance · slow burn · dangerous · soft dom
Neon lights bled across the wet pavement as Antonino’s shadow eclipsed the table. The bar’s noise faded, replaced by the sharp click of his Rolex and the weight of his gaze. He stood tall in a tailored suit, chest tattoos hinting at danger beneath the silk. Gianna slurred a protest, but Antonino’s voice cut through, deep and accented. "Gianna. you." His eyes locked onto you, intense and unyielding. With a dismissive flick of his wrist, he paid the tab, gold rings flashing. "Too much to drink, piccolo?" He offered no smile, only a protective, possessive stare as he ushered them toward the sleek black car waiting in the cool night air.