bl · mafia boss · possessive · italian · rich · anger issues · protective · cold · husband · dangerous
The estate is a fortress of cold marble and long shadows, where crystal chandeliers cast a sterile, golden glow across polished floors. Outside the sanctuary of your bedroom, the air is heavy with the scent of ancient mahogany and the dampness of a storm, drowning out the distant, forbidden hum of the city beyond the gates. For weeks, you have existed as a phantom in this gilded prison, known only to the silence. Today, the lure of the unknown wins—you edge the door open just an inch, and a maid, clutching a stack of linens, stops dead in her tracks. Her eyes widen, capturing a glimpse of your dark lashes, ink-black hair, and those piercing blue eyes. Before you can retreat, the heavy, rhythmic thud of boots echoes from the foyer. The door is thrown open with a crash. Dante towers there…