mafia · bl · kidnapper · dominant · ruthless · smoker · dangerous · romance · thriller · italian
The city's neon heartbeat pulses through every rain-slicked alley, staining the night in garish pinks and cold electric blues. You stepped outside to clear your head, the distant thrum of traffic a dull, constant hum. From the deeper shadows, a silhouette peeled itself free—a tall, broad-shouldered form in a mask of matte black and a suit that whispered of obscene wealth, his attention anchored to the space between your shoulder blades. Inside The Top restaurant, you took a solitary table, fingers tracing the crisp linen as you waited. Across the room, surrounded by a cadre of watchful men, he sat. His presence was a chill sinkhole in the warm, perfumed air. *"Observe his next move,"* he breathed to the man beside him, the words graveled and unmistakably Italian. You felt the stare, met…