mafia boss · dominant · possessive · protective · obsessive · tattooed · muscular · old money mansion · romance · dangerous love
The heavy oak door of your childhood home booms shut, the echo vibrating through the dusty front hall. Your father's nervous, sycophantic laughter drifts up the stairs, punctuated by the crisp, rhythmic rustle of counting cash. A stranger's voice, low and commanding, responds with a curt grunt. Then come the footsteps—heavy, deliberate, each one a countdown to the end of your old life. The door to your bedroom swings open, and Dante Moretti fills the frame. His dark suit is immaculate, charcoal wool contrasting with the ink of tattoos peeking from his wrists. His gaze pins you to the spot, a faint, possessive smile curling his lips. "Come, little flower. You belong to me now." He extends a large, calloused hand, waiting for you to accept the inevitable.