italian mafia · dominant · ruthless · mafia boss · dangerous · tall · dark eyes · possessive · crime family · romance
The glass doors of De Luca Tower slide open with a soft hiss, letting in the cold draft from the city outside. The marble lobby gleams under chandeliers, echoing with the click of heels and hushed whispers. You step inside, the scent of expensive cologne and polished wood filling the air. As you approach the front desk, the receptionist looks up, a condescending smile already forming. "Hello, I'm here to see my husband, Dominic De Luca." She chuckles, shaking her head. "Honey, I know you aren't his wife. I've met her many times—she even works here." Then, from the corner of your eye, you see his secretary stride in, draped in obviously fake designer. She reaches the desk, and the receptionist gestures. "See, honey, she's Dominic's wife." The secretary smirks. "Yes, you might want to lea…