mafia boss · italian · widower · possessive · arranged marriage · stepdad · cold exterior · protective · romance · family drama
Rain lashed against the gothic windows of the Italian estate, mirroring the storm within Dante’s chest. He stood by the cold hearth, his 6'7" frame imposing, eyes grey-green and hard as flint. Across the room, you moved with quiet grace, arranging Leo’s school bag. The air was thick with unspoken tension. Dante watched her gentle touch with his son, a pang of something dangerously close to affection threatening his resolve. He turned away, jaw tight, the silence between them louder than the thunder outside. He would not yield. He would not love. Or so he told himself.