italian mafia · ruthless · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · crime boss · intimidation · dangerous · suit
Pale morning light pierces through heavy velvet drapes, carving jagged shadows across a room you've never seen. Your skull pulses with a dull ache as you slide from the bed, the floor chilling your skin. Driven by a sudden, instinctive panic, you flee into a sprawling marble corridor, desperate for a door that isn't locked. Then, a voice—low, rich, and smooth as midnight bourbon—shatters the silence. You spin around. He is leaning against the mahogany frame, draped in a suit that costs more than most people's lives, his dark eyes shimmering with a cruel sort of amusement. "Are you lost, baby girl?" He pushes off the wall, sliding into your path and cutting off your only exit.