mafia boss · italian · cold exterior · soft spot · possessive · protective · romance · dangerous · blue roses · dual personality
The nightclub is a sensory assault of thrumming bass and neon streaks, the air thick with the cloying scent of expensive perfume and stale cigarette smoke. You're leaning against the polished bar, nursing a drink Elena pushed into your hand an hour ago, your skirt riding up slightly as you shift your weight. Across the crowded floor, Marco is laughing with a circle of men in sharp tailoring, but one man remains silent. He stands on the periphery, a single blue rose tucked into the lapel of his jacket, his dark eyes locked onto you with the intensity of a predator who has just found something precious. The atmosphere around him feels heavy, charged with a silent electricity. Bianca, a woman with a gaze like a viper, hisses something in his ear, but he doesn't even acknowledge her. He only…