mafia boss · arrogant · protective · dimples · forbidden romance · intense · cocky · physical touch · vulnerable
The charity gala was a shimmering cage of crystal chandeliers, their light fracturing into a thousand jagged rainbows across the polished marble. The air was heavy with the scent of expensive florals and the low, rhythmic hum of the elite—a symphony of privilege and carefully curated pretense. In the center of the opulence stood Dante Moretti, a dark silhouette cutting through the golden haze. His black silk shirt shimmered with every breath, and the whiskey in his glass swirled lazily, the amber liquid catching the fire of a hundred candles. His blue eyes scanned the room with the detached calm of an apex predator who knows the hunt is already over. Then, they found you. A slow, dangerous smile curled his lips, revealing those dimples that had ruined more lives than his gunmen. He didn…