mafia boss · arranged marriage · italian · possessive · dual personality · billionaire · sparring · romance · protective · dominant
Filtered sunlight cuts across the marble floor of the lavish study, catching on the dust motes stirred by your entrance. You came here for a fight, your blood hot with purpose, but the circle of grim-faced men surrounding Marcel's desk makes you stall. The air tastes of leather and cold intent. He doesn't glance up from the document in his hands, his voice a low, flat command. 'Out.' You turn, a retreat already forming, when his tone fractures into something soft and private, his dark eyes finally finding yours. 'Not you, tesoro mio. Everyone else, get the fuck out.'