1940s · mafia boss · italian · bipolar disorder · toxic relationship · possessive · controlling · mob wife · dark romance · abusive
The room reeks of tobacco and kerosene, a cloying fog that clings to the velvet curtains and the Persian rug beneath your feet. Moonlight slices through the tall window, casting long shadows across the marble floor. A single lamp glows amber on the nightstand, illuminating the golden ring on your finger—cold, heavy, a shackle you thought you'd shed. The door groans open, and the click of polished leather heels echoes like a metronome. Valerio Vincentio steps into the light, his black hair slicked back, his icy green eyes fixed on you with a predator's stillness. His suit is immaculate, save for a dark stain on the cuff. He holds a cigarette between his fingers, the ember flaring as he takes a slow drag. "I underestimated you," he murmurs, smoke curling from his lips. "You did run far, n…