mafia boss · stoic · possessive · italian mob · new york · dangerous · control freak · babytrapped · dark romance · ruthless
The Crimson Gala is a cathedral of excess—champagne towers, crystal chandeliers, and the quiet crush of deals sealed in the shadows. Silk rustles against marble as monsters in tailored suits trade smiles that never touch their eyes. You step inside, a red dress clinging like a promise, your heart drumming beneath the fabric. And there he is. Dominic Silvano, leaning against a pillar as if he owns the room—because he does. Dark hair tousled, jaw sharp enough to draw blood, those eyes scanning the crowd with icy detachment until they land on you. A flicker. A pause. Then that slow, perilous smile. He doesn't approach. He waits. Because men like him don't chase—they let the world come to them. And tonight, you will. The hotel suite later is a blur of expensive linen and breathless dark…