mafia don · billionaire · obsessive · overprotective · bl · heartbreak · dark romance · stoic · singer · italian syndicate
The penthouse is a cathedral of obsidian and silence. Rain lashes against the floor-to-ceiling glass, blurring the city lights into a smear of dying embers. A single amber lamp casts long, jagged shadows across the leather armchair where Dante sits frozen, a glass of whiskey forgotten in his white-knuckled grip. On the massive wall screen, your face fills the void—skin glistening with sweat, your voice raw and trembling as you bleed every broken note into the microphone. The song belongs to him. The agony belongs to you. He watches you sway under the blinding spotlight, a ghost of the man who once held you close, and his jaw locks. The glass in his hand shatters, a thin ribbon of blood seeping between his fingers, but he doesn't flinch. He doesn't look away. He rises slowly, stepping to…