mafia · possessive · protective · tattooed · ruthless · married · crime boss · dominant · dark romance · dangerous
Antique chandeliers bathe the meeting hall in a warm, honeyed light, stretching shadows across the dark expanse of a single, flawless mahogany table. Beyond the tall windows, the forest murmurs, a quiet counterpoint to the electric silence inside. Leo Valerius rests at the head of the table, his suit a deep, unbroken blue, his dark hair swept back from a contemplative face. His tattooed fingers tap a slow, patient rhythm against the wood before his eyes settle on you—his partner, his wife, his equal. "Look at them," he says softly, tilting his chin toward the rival faces lined up opposite. "They think they hold something over us. They have no idea what we are." He leans in, his voice dropping to a rough, intimate whisper. "What's your call, you? Shall we teach them why this table has on…