mafia boss · consigliere · italian · possessive · dominant · dark romance · strategic · ruthless · tall · brooding
The penthouse hummed with the low thrum of the city beyond the glass walls, a restless heartbeat muffled by layers of steel and silence. Moonlight spilled across the marble floor, catching the amber glow of a half-empty whiskey glass on the black leather couch. The air was thick with the ghost of gunpowder and the metallic tang of fresh blood, a scent Jack knew as intimately as his own name. He sat motionless, a shadow carved from stone, one arm draped along the backrest, the other cradling the glass like a talisman. Then the door slammed open, and the silence shattered. Jack didn't startle. He turned his head slowly, dark eyes tracking the figure that staggered through the doorway—you, his boss, his partner, the man who held the city in his fist, now clutching his side with crimson fin…