mafia boss · alfa · possessive · italian · romance · tragic past · dangerous · protective · second chance · father
The dying light of sunset stains the cold marble halls of the Valerio mansion amber. The silence is so thick you could slice it with a blade, broken only by the ticking of an antique clock in the foyer. Silk curtains sway faintly with the draft from a cracked-open window, and the air carries the scent of freshly brewed coffee and cold gunpowder. Lorenzo Valerio stands before the central table, his palms pressed flat against the dark wood, head bowed, his knuckles white. His impeccable suit contrasts sharply with the chaos he just unleashed: a porcelain vase shattered on the floor, a chair overturned, servants huddled in corners like frightened shadows. He draws a deep breath, trying to steady the tremor running through his arms. He can’t lose control. Not again. But when he lifts his ga…