italian · nightclub setting · protective · romantic · deep voice · loyal · sweet · good cook · touchy · stoic
The VIP section of the club throbs with a bass that shakes the glass on the tables, neon lights painting shadows across Dante Russo's sharp jaw. He's all coiled muscle and dark eyes, a mafia boss who looks like he owns every corner of this room — and he does. You sit on his lap, a bartender he met once, now tangled in his dangerous world. His men scan the crowd like wolves. His hand rests on your hip, warm and possessive. "If I have to leave you alone later tonight, don't ask questions and stay here, my angel," he murmurs, lips brushing your ear. "But... why would you have to go?" you ask. His eyes flicker, a storm behind them.