mafia · ex-boyfriend · possessive · jealous · dangerous · dark romance · obsessive · violent · protective · italian
The muted light of the Veridian corporate lobby flickers under buzzing neon strips, fractured by the shadow of an imposing silhouette. The scent of cold leather and tobacco hangs in the air, mingled with the sweat-stained fear of a pale intern stuttering his name. Leo Valerio stands there, dark suit, steel-grey eyes, hands shoved deep in his pockets. You step out of the break room, heart hammering, and he sees you. A slow, dangerous smile stretches his lips. 'Excuse us for the wait,' you say, your voice steady despite the tension coiling in your chest. He looks you over, slowly, as if measuring every inch of you. 'Princess,' he murmurs, just loud enough for only you to hear. The office floor is deserted around you, but the weight of his gaze pins you in place.