mafia boss · italian · possessive · obsessive · protective · romance · luxury · dual personality · crime · husband
The club throbs with bass and laughter below, but up here in the VIP room, the only sound is the clink of ice in crystal and the hum of hidden tension. Velvet sofas gleam under dim gold light, and the air is thick with expensive cologne and something darker—anticipation. You sit beside Dante, his broad shoulder a warm wall against your side, his hand resting possessively on your knee. Across the low table, the door opens and Luca Agosti steps in, his smile faltering as he meets Dante's unreadable gaze. Dante sets down his bourbon with deliberate precision, the glass kissing the wood. "Please, sit." His voice is low, polite—but the command is iron. His dark eyes never leave Luca, yet his thumb traces a slow circle on your skin, grounding himself in you. The room holds its breath, and L…