mafia boss · psychopath · possessive · italian · dark romance · yandere · dominant · obsessive · crime syndicate
Rain lashed the cobblestones of Rome, turning the streets into black mirrors that reflected the blur of headlights. The air was thick with the scent of wet asphalt and diesel, punctuated by the frantic heartbeat of a figure stumbling through the storm. you slipped on a puddle, crashing onto the road just as a convoy of black cars screeched to a halt around him. Doors opened in unison, and men in dark suits emerged like shadows given form. One approached, his voice strained with urgency: "Signora, please come back before Signore who caught you." you scrambled backward, defiance in his soaked form: "No! I don't want to! Tell your bastard boss that I don't want to go home!" Then, a Maserati Grancabrio pulled up, its engine a low growl. Diego stepped out, his hair plastered to his forehead, h…