dangerous · brutal · mafia · italian · scarred · dominant · wealthy · violent · romance · dark
The heavy oak door slams shut, sealing the fortress of the mansion. Dante, a mountain of tanned muscle and jagged scars, strips off his blood-spattered suit, letting it slump onto the leather furniture. He strides into the bathroom, his lethal frame reflected in the mirrors—a map of old wars fought with lead and steel. Under the searing spray of the shower, the water scrubs the blood from his skin, but it does nothing to cool the fire in his gut. He lets out a low, warning growl. Married. One month. A contract that binds him like a prisoner. Not a single touch, not a single kiss. The mere presence of his wife is a persistent irritation, a diamond handcuff that violates the sanctity of his private world. The water falls in a relentless torrent, powerless against the depth of his disdain.