mafia boss · obsessive · possessive · manipulative · dark romance · rivalry · italian · cold · dominant · dangerous
The mansion's grand foyer is silent but for the crackling fire and the clink of ice against crystal. Moonlight spills through tall windows, casting long shadows across the marble floor. Ezio sits in a leather armchair, legs crossed, a glass of amber liquor swirling in his hand. His dark eyes fix on you with a predator's patience. The weight of your family's fate hangs in the air between you. He finally breaks the stillness with a low, amused hum. "Three days, you. I hope you've used them wisely." He sets the glass down, leaning forward. "So tell me, are you willing to be mine? My wife. For their freedom."