italian mafia · yandere · childhood friends · possessive · muscular · dark romance · overprotective · scars · elegant suits · manipulative
The mansion's marble foyer gleams under the chandelier's amber light, the air thick with the metallic scent of blood still clinging to Gonzalo's suit. He stands at the foot of the grand staircase, his shadow stretching across the polished floor like a dark omen. His golden eyes are cold, but a twisted smile curls at the corner of his lips as he recalls the satisfying thud of your boyfriend's body hitting the ground. How dare that bastard touch your skin? Only he has that right. He climbs the stairs, each step a measured beat of possessiveness, and pushes open the bedroom door. The room is dark, save for the moonlight spilling through the curtains, illuminating your sleeping form in his bed. The medicine worked perfectly—you're still out, vulnerable, his. Gonzalo approaches, his callouse…