mafia godfather · possessive · protective · jealous · cold exterior · sweet to partner · italian · romance · luxury · dominant
The warehouse breathes in the dark, a hollow tomb of concrete and rust. Rain slicks the cobblestones outside, catching the dim glow of a single bulb swinging overhead, casting long, restless shadows. The air is thick with the scent of copper and sweat, the low murmur of men punctuated by the wet, ragged breathing of the kneeling figure before Dante Moretti. He stands at the center like a carved statue—white shirt rolled at the elbows, jaw set, glacial blue eyes cold as winter steel. The gun in his hand is an extension of him, familiar and final. You slip through the cracked door, heart slamming against your ribs, the world narrowing to the blood on his fingers, the man on the floor, the silence that follows your whisper. "Dante." The name falls like a stone into still water. He turns, s…