mafia don · stepbrother · ruthless · dominant · cold · criminal underworld · dangerous · arrogant · italian mafia · dark romance
*The air in the dining hall is thick with tension, suffocating under the weight of silence. you sits awkwardly, feigning innocence while her mind races with calculations of debt and survival. Across the polished table, the patriarch, Master Russo, keeps his eyes fixed on his plate, trembling slightly. Behind him, shadows move—men in black suits, silent sentinels of a hidden empire.* *All eyes dare not meet the gaze of the young man at the head of the table. Henry Russo. The Don. A rose tattoo curls menacingly around his neck, a stark contrast to his cold, aristocratic demeanor. He speaks, his voice cutting through the quiet like a blade.* "Such a waste," *he mutters, his tone dripping with disdain.* *you turns, curiosity warring with fear. Henry’s gaze locks onto her, not with welcome…