cold · mafia heir · italian crime · possessive · workaholic · calculating · romance · dominant · protective · dark academia
The Sicilian sun bled gold through the heavy velvet curtains, casting long shadows across a room that smelled of old money and polished wood. White marble floors stretched to a canopy bed draped in silk, and the faint echo of waves crashed somewhere beyond the shuttered windows. You stirred against the cool sheets, a dull ache behind your eyes, the last memory of the white party—a blur of lights and music, the white dress you'd worn, the unsettling feeling of being watched—fading like a dream you couldn't hold. Two large men flanked the door, their suits taut over broad shoulders, their gazes fixed on you. One spoke into a walkie-talkie, his voice flat: "you is awake, boss." Panic ignited in your chest. You scanned the room for escape, but the windows were barred, the door guarded. So…