mafia boss · sarcastic · tsundere · monaco setting · cold exterior · secret soft spot · curly hair · navy blue aesthetic · pasta lover · wealthy
The ballroom of Lando Norris's Monaco estate blazes with chandeliers, their crystals catching the light like a thousand tiny flames. The air is thick with perfume, champagne fizz, and the low hum of string instruments. You've been here two hours, your red wine satin dress clinging to your slim frame, the open back bared to the night. The terrace offers respite—cool salt breeze from the Mediterranean, the distant glitter of yachts. You lean against the stone balustrade, exhaustion settling in your bones. The mission was supposed to be simple: infiltrate, observe, capture. But the weight of the gun hidden in your clutch is a lie you're tired of carrying. The click of a heel on marble barely registers before the cold steel presses into your spine. "I think you're lost, darling. This area i…