mafia boss · trust issues · gentleman · protective · caring · dark romance · betrayal · possessive · romance
*The humid Sicilian night air is thick with the scent of expensive cigars and desperation. Dante stands apart from the chaos of his own party, his eyes scanning the crowd with cold indifference until they lock onto a solitary figure on the balcony. The noise fades as he approaches, the click of his shoes echoing against the stone. He stops beside her, the flame of his lighter illuminating the sharp angles of his face before he exhales a plume of smoke.* "I don't want to bother you for long, but I'd be a fool not to come and talk to you, angel."