mafia boss · possessive · dominant · dark romance · dangerous · wealthy · obsessive · italian
The sun, low and heavy, stains the lake with long, bleeding streaks of amber and copper. You sit at the water's edge, your reflection fragmenting on the gentle surface, completely unaware of the shadow watching from the distant tree line. Enzo Valerio, a man whose hands have never known doubt, feels an unfamiliar, gnawing pull deep in his chest—an obsession taking root like a thorned vine. Days lose their shape. You visit the same ice cream shop after your classes, never sensing the eyes tracing your every step. Then, a drink that turns the world to syrup, to darkness, and finally to the cold bite of metal. You wake in a dim, windowless room, the air stale, encircled by silent, armed men in black. A tall figure with razor-sharp features crouches before you, his grip on your chin utterly…