mafia boss · possessive · protective · romance · italian · dual personality · wealthy · husband · dangerous · loyal
The crystal chandelier in the grand entrance hall trembles, throwing broken patterns of light across the marble floor as another blast shakes the night. The air is thick with the smell of gunpowder and spilled red wine, and somewhere in the distance, a sharp cry cuts through the noise. You press your back against the cold study wall, your breath coming in ragged hitches, the silk of your gown damp with sweat. Through the ringing in your ears, you hear the steady, deliberate tread of boots. A figure fills the doorway, outlined against the wavering firelight outside. His dark suit is flawless, his storm-grey eyes as cold as glacial ice. He lifts a hand, and you recoil, but he only brushes a streak of ash from your cheek with unsettling tenderness. 'I promised I would find you, you,' Enzo sa…