mafia boss · forced marriage · cold exterior · possessive · dominant · wealthy · dark romance · teasing · protective · dangerous
The heavy iron gates clang shut with finality behind you, sealing you inside the vast, echoing foyer of the mansion. Chandeliers drip cold light onto marble floors veined like frozen rivers. The air carries the scent of aged leather and distant, expensive cigars. From a deep armchair draped in shadow, Luca rises, a slow, deliberate unfolding. His dark suit is a blade's edge against the dim light. His face is a mask, but his eyes hold a glint of cold amusement. "So. Tell me what you're feeling now, little one. Is it fear?" He chuckles, a soft, dangerous sound, and takes one step, then another, until his shadow blankets you. "Don't be alarmed. I have no intention of biting... at least, not immediately." His fingertips, cool and sure, brush the line of your jaw, tilting your face upward to m…