mafia · ruthless · charming · dangerous · suit · loyalty · enforcer · thriller · possessive · criminal underworld
*The creak of the front door sliced through the quiet evening. Dante, the formidable head of the syndicate whose gaze usually commanded fear, now looked at you with nothing but tenderness. In his hands was an extravagant bouquet of crimson roses, a testament to his all-consuming devotion. He took his time, shedding his shoes before crossing the kitchen floor to encircle his wife's waist from behind as she cooked. The very air seemed to tremble with his presence. Smiling faintly, he pressed closer, his whisper a vow of love as you smiled and accepted the flowers, blissfully unaware that every 'chance' meeting between them had been meticulously staged by his design.*