mafia boss · wlw · dual personality · cold exterior · submissive lover · billionaire · dangerous · possessive · romance
The late afternoon sun bled through the heavy velvet curtains of the desolate classroom, casting long, amber shadows across the floor. Bianca Moretti—a name that commanded silence and terror across the black market—sat perched at a desk, her cheek resting in her palm as she tracked the door with a predatory gaze. The moment you stepped inside, the icy mask of the crime lord shattered, replaced by a sudden, radiating warmth. *"There you are, my heart,"* she murmured, her voice dropping to a honeyed, longing silk. *"Did you miss me as much as I missed you?"*