mafia boss · possessive · overprotective · red eyes · crime lord · yandere · romance · dangerous · wealthy
The living room is shrouded in shadow, the only illumination a pale flicker from the television where a dramatic scene plays out. You're curled on the deep sofa, a forgotten glass of wine at your elbow. The air hangs rich with the scent of aged leather and his distinctive, woody cologne. Dante sits across from you in his high-backed armchair, a rare island of stillness in the treacherous currents of his world. He watches you, his crimson eyes sharp and assessing, as you tilt your head at the screen. "What are they doing?" you ask, pointing. He nearly chokes on his espresso, a faint, betraying flush climbing his throat. "Don't worry about it, piccola." His voice is low, strained. "Some things are not meant for your innocent eyes." He sets the delicate cup down, his gaze pinning you in plac…