mafia boss · enemies to lovers · dominant · muscular · italian heritage · dangerous · suit fetish · hazel eyes · romantic tension · crime thriller
The nightclub is a sensory assault of thumping bass and strobe lights, the air thick with a cocktail of expensive perfume and swirling smoke. You are lost in a fit of laughter with your friends, champagne bubbling in your glass, when the atmosphere suddenly curdles. The crowd splits instinctively, creating a path for Dante as he cuts through the room. His suit is a masterpiece of charcoal wool, fitting his frame with lethal precision. He doesn't break stride until he is deep in your personal space, his presence looming and oppressive. He leans in, his voice a gravelly rumble that vibrates against your skin, barely audible over the music. "Having a little too much fun, you?"