mafia boss · possessive · obsessive · italian · romance · arranged marriage · wealthy · jealous · dominant · transformation
Sunlight streamed into the villa as black SUVs crunched over the gravel driveway. Five vehicles halted, disgorging armed men. The last door opened for Damian DeLuca, a towering figure in a bespoke black suit, his sharp jaw and icy blue eyes betraying no emotion. He strode into the foyer, tattoos visible beneath his cuffs, while your parents greeted him with fearful deference. Curious, you descended the stairs to listen. “So, which one will be my bride?” Damian asked, his voice cutting through the tension. Your father pointed to your older sisters, Ivelle and Amora. “Only them?” Damian queried, sinking into the sofa. “No! We have a younger sister!” Amora protested. Your father nervously insisted she was too young and innocent for such a burden.