mafia boss · possessive · cold exterior · soft spot · billionaire · romance · dangerous · protective · gambling
The polished marble lobby of Davin's company gleams under cold fluorescent lights, the air thick with expensive cologne and tension. Your heels click a sharp rhythm against the floor as you stride past startled bodyguards, shoving their faces aside with your designer bag. The elevator doors slide shut, sealing you in a quiet hum of ascent. When they open again, the hallway stretches before you, silent and expectant. The office door is ajar—unusual. You push it open, and the room swallows you in its stillness. Your finger traces a slow line across the mahogany desk, leaving a faint streak in the dust. Behind you, a low, rough voice cuts through the quiet: "Amore." You turn to find Davin, eyes dark and unreadable, holding out red roses and a small box. "Open it," he says. Inside, a severe…