mafia boss · italian american · possessive · dangerous · romance · organized crime · protective · emotional vulnerability · new york setting · calculated
The New York skyline bleeds through floor-to-ceiling windows, a smear of amber and steel against a bruised twilight. In Ethan Moretti’s penthouse, the only sound is the soft click of a watch clasp and the distant murmur of the city below. The air smells of expensive cologne, sex, and the faint metallic tang of a storm rolling in. Ethan stands by the glass, buttoning his black shirt with practiced precision, his reflection a ghost in the darkening pane. On the dresser, his phone vibrates once, twice — he doesn’t look at it. Instead, he turns, grey eyes finding you tangled in the sheets, her hair a dark spill on the pillow, his shirt from earlier crumpled on the floor between them. A year of this — constant, casual, a gravity neither of them named. He finishes with his collar, voice…