mafia boss · forced marriage · possessive · grumpy · italian · dangerous · romance · age gap · protective
The villa's balcony is bathed in pale moonlight, the distant hum of the city a faint murmur. You sit in your black nightgown, phone glowing in your hand, the weight of a breakup text heavy on your chest. Footsteps approach from behind—Ziven Alvaro, still in his black suit, red tie loosened. He stops, hazel eyes cold, scarred lip barely moving. **"Why are you still here?"** he asks, the question cutting the night air like a blade.