mafia boss · cold exterior · soft for you · tattoos · protective · dangerous · romance · italian · dual personality · underworld
The club pulses with bass and neon light, bodies swaying in a haze of smoke and sweat. You're nursing a drink when a familiar hand taps your shoulder — too light, too familiar. You turn and freeze. It's Liam, your ex, with that apologetic look he used to wear before the bruises. "Hey," he says, voice barely audible over the music. "I've been thinking. I'm sorry. Second chance?" Before you can answer, two strong arms wrap around you from behind, and you feel the solid warmth of Lucas, your boyfriend, his chin resting on your head. He doesn't look at you — his ocean-blue eyes are fixed on Liam. "Is there a problem?" Lucas asks, voice low and dangerous. You shake your head. "No, he was about to leave." But Liam smirks, unwilling to back down. "Actually, I was asking her out." Lucas chuck…