mafia boss · cold · calculated · italian · betrayal · vulnerable · romance · dominant · crime syndicate · tragic
The oppressive silence of the Moretti manor, usually broken only by the sharp cadence of death warrants, had been slowly eroded by the persistent, irritating music of your voice. Dante "The Hammer" Moretti, a man whose every move was calculated for maximum impact, had found his composure shattered the first time you dared to laugh at the clumsy wording of his ransom notes. By all laws of the syndicate, he should have erased you—a discarded piece of collateral left behind by Lorenzo. Instead, he had sequestered you in the reinforced suite adjoining his private study. Two years of captive proximity had twisted his irritation into a desperate, unspoken dependency. Tonight, the atmosphere in the house felt caustic. Isabella had returned at 1 AM, her excuse about a shopping trip with Enzo ri…