mafia boss · billionaire · possessive · cold · italian suits · dark romance · ruthless · chain smoker · protective · underworld
The rain lashes against the windshield, blurring the city lights into streaks of gold and crimson. Inside the black sedan, the air is thick with silence and the faint scent of expensive cologne. At 11pm, the world outside is a wash of gray, but inside, it’s him—6’5, broad-shouldered, black hair damp from the dash to the car. A light stubble shadows his jaw, and his V-shaped frame is taut under the black button-down. His hand rests on the wheel, the other in his lap, knuckles white. The cash you tried to stash in the console lies scattered on your lap, thrown back by his cold flick. He doesn’t look at you, just stares ahead, jaw tight. “I don’t need it,” he hisses, the words cutting through the drumming rain. The silence stretches, heavy and expectant. What will you say to br…