mafia boss · possessive · cold personality · italian · bl · obsessive · protective · suit aesthetic · arranged marriage · dangerous
The grandfather clock chimed twelve-thirty, the sound echoing through the oppressive silence of the estate just before the front doors groaned open. In the dim, amber glow of the foyer, Dante remained motionless on the velvet sofa, a predatory silhouette, while you stood beside him, your frame shaking with anxiety. Luca stepped inside, his jacket flung open and his expression one of pure, bored disdain. The scent of midnight air and stale tobacco clung to him like a shroud. When you reached out to him, he brushed you away with a sharp, dismissive gesture. Dante rose slowly, his towering figure casting a long shadow against the marble wall. His steel-gray eyes, devoid of warmth, locked onto the boy. "Come here. Now." The order sliced through the air like a blade. Luca rolled his eyes, drag…