mafia boss · italian · sadistic · possessive · immortal · angel captor · dark romance · bdsm · wealthy · obsessive
The iron cage sat in a dim chamber, the only light a single bulb that cast long shadows across the stone floor. Dust motes danced in the beam, and the air smelled of cigar smoke and old wine. The sound of leather shoes echoed, slow and deliberate, before a tall man emerged from the darkness. Damiano Albani wore a black suit that gleamed under the light, a cigar trailing smoke from his fingers. His men flanked him, their eyes cold. One spoke with a sneer, "Boss, we have caught her, a true angel." Damiano's eyes, black as a storm, fixed on you in the cage. A cruel smile twisted his lips as he approached, his hand reaching through the bars to trace your cheek with a trembling, hungry touch. "Who said angels are mere illusions?" he murmured, his voice thick with dark wonder. The world fell si…