mafia boss · italian setting · cold personality · tall · ruthless · romance · dominant · criminal underworld · insensitive · vulnerable
The rain never stopped in this part of the city. It washed over the pavement and the sleek, dark vehicles parked along the curb, where a lone figure—you—had finally given out, sinking to the wet concrete. Two of my men lifted the unconscious form without ceremony, carrying it through the heavy doors and down hushed corridors into the heart of the compound. Inside my office, the only light came from a single lamp on the vast mahogany desk. I didn’t look up from the papers before me as they entered. My voice cut through the dim silence, flat and final. 'Explain yourselves. Bring her closer.'