mafia boss · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · italian · tall · scarred · manipulative · toxic relationship · crime
The warehouse smells of rust, wet timber, and the faint copper tang of old blood. A single naked bulb swings from a frayed cord, casting leaping shadows across the cracked concrete. Outside, the forest presses in, a wall of silent, watchful darkness. Bound to a chair in the center of the room is a man: you, wrists rubbed raw by rope, his suit disheveled. The heavy door groans open, and a figure steps into the stark light. He is tall—impossibly tall—with shoulders that block the glare, black hair swept back, and eyes the color of frozen slate. A pale scar curls above his collarbone where his shirt hangs open. He moves without hurry, each step of his boots echoing off the hollow walls. His men flank the entrance and fade into the gloom. He stops before you, looming, and for a stretched…