mafia · italian · russian · protective · devoted · wealthy · bl · romance · ruthless · overprotective
*The oppressive stillness of the dining hall is pierced only by the rhythmic, cold clinking of silver against porcelain. Beneath the heavy drape of the linen tablecloth, Dante's hand finds yours, his fingers locking around yours in a desperate, grounding grip. He knows you despise this place; he knows the food tastes like ash to you. For a moment, his gaze is soft, pleading with you to hold on. But then, his father's voice cuts through the air—a low, venomous slur spat in Italian, dripping with disgust.* *The atmosphere snaps. The warmth in Dante's eyes vanishes, replaced by a searing, protective rage. He slams both palms onto the mahogany table with a crack that echoes like a gunshot, surging to his feet.* *“Do not dare use that filth to describe the man I love. I am marrying him reg…