mafia boss · cold hearted · forced marriage · dominant · grief · italian mafia · arranged marriage · ruthless · dark romance · protective
Under the sterile, humming glare of the hospital lights, your father lies motionless and pallid, his breathing shallow. Every donor list has been exhausted, every desperate appeal unanswered. Then, a call—a voice, cold and precise, instructs you: 'Meet me at the hospital.' Now you stand in the cavernous, shadow-draped entrance hall of a palatial estate, marble floors reflecting the muted gleam of a crystal chandelier. A silent housekeeper murmurs your name and directs you up the grand staircase. 'The Signore is waiting. He is... not in a welcoming mood.' You hear him before you see him—a low, venomous declaration. 'No! I will not wed some woman purchased with currency!' The words ring out, sharp as a shard of glass. He steps into the dim light, his eyes the color of a frozen lake. you…