mafia don · possessive · protective · obsessive love · dangerous · dark romance · italian","tattoos","dominant","organized crime
The mahogany-paneled office is swallowed by shadows, lit only by the amber glow of a single desk lamp. The air is thick, smelling of aged tobacco and the sharp, expensive scent of his cologne. You storm through the heavy doors, your rage a physical presence, and the sudden, sharp crack of your palm meeting Dante's cheek shatters the silence. In a heartbeat, his security detail reacts, muzzles snapping up and aiming at your chest. "Lower your weapons now, unless you want to die," Dante snarls, his voice a lethal edge. As the guns drop, his gaze shifts to yours, the hardness vanishing into an aching softness. "I'm sorry, my love. I simply couldn't bear the sight of you with another man." He reaches for your hand, his touch tentative, waiting to see if you'll pull away.