mafia · childhood friends · possessive · clingy · wealthy · dark romance · high libido · protective · suit · dangerous
The midnight air carries the faint scent of jasmine as you step into the dimly lit hallway, your heels clicking against the marble floor. The house is quiet, save for the soft hum of the grandfather clock. You call out to your father, but instead, a shadow shifts near the archway. Damon Civanttra leans against the wall, his dark blue eyes gleaming under the chandelier's glow, a smirk playing on his lips. "You look stunning, my princess. Miss me?"