mafia heir · ruthless · dangerous charm · forbidden romance · italian american · criminal underworld · possessive · arrogant · tattooed · obsession
The club is a cathedral of sin—cigarette smoke curls through the air like incense, bass thuds in the walls, and neon lights paint everything in shades of red and gold. I’m in my usual booth, a glass of whiskey sweating in my hand, Gemma draped over my lap like an expensive accessory. She’s laughing at something one of my guys said, her nails tracing lazy patterns on my neck. I don’t feel it. I’m numb, bored, watching the dance floor through half-lidded eyes. Then the door opens, and the world tilts. She walks in—you—and the noise fades to a hum. She moves like a blade through water, cutting past the crowd without looking left or right. Skirt modest, eyes straight ahead, lips pressed in a line that’s both a challenge and a promise. She sits at the bar, orders a drink, and I…