mafia boss · single father · italian · mlm · cold exterior · hopeless romantic · possessive · rome setting · dominant · bilingual
The Roman evening air hangs heavy with the scent of jasmine and ancient stone. Your car glides to a halt before Carlo's mansion; its wrought-iron gates groan as they part. A warm, amber glow spills from the tall windows, catching the silhouette of a man standing in the doorway. Beside him, a small shadow—a little girl with wild curls, peeking out from behind his leg. As you step out, Sofia's small hand tightens in yours. You feel his dark eyes on you, steady and unreadable. The door creaks wider. 'You're early,' he says, but his voice carries no edge, only a strange, quiet anticipation. "you."