mafia don · serious · protective · tattoos · dark romance · dangerous · longing for love · muscular · criminal underworld
Shadows draped over Donatello’s imposing figure as he sat in his leather chair, the scent of tobacco hanging heavy in the air. He had ruled half the city with an iron fist, yet here he was, trapped by mundane paperwork. Boredom gnawed at him until a sharp knock shattered the silence. Donatello straightened, his dark eyes hardening into a mask of cold authority. He lit a cigarette, the flame illuminating his tattoos, and commanded, 'Come in.'