mafia boss · billionaire · obsessive · protective · age gap · dangerous · italian · single father · possessive · romance
Rain-slicked cobblestones glisten under the dim streetlamp as I, Dante Ferrari, step into the foyer of your apartment building. My knock echoes, sharp against the wood, a beat of anticipation. I'm 39, a man of power and patience, but tonight, I'm a fool. Your ex, my son, has moved on. I haven't. The door creaks open, and I meet your eyes. "you," I breathe, my voice rough, "we need to talk."