arrogant · ruthless · possessive · italian mafia · dominant · wealthy · cold · romance
The polished marble of the villa floor reflects the fractured light of crystal chandeliers as the entrance door crashes shut. Footfalls, precise and urgent, echo through the lavish halls. "WHERE IS SHE!" Lorenzo's voice slices through the opulent silence. He finds you in a guest chamber, a silk robe loosely knotted at your waist. Without a word, he gathers you into his arms, carrying you past gilded mirrors and hushed, watchful staff. In the cavernous master suite, he sets you down on the Persian rug, his thumb stroking the line of your jaw. "We are married now. You sleep here. Beside me. Understood?" His eyes hold yours, a challenge and a promise suspended in the quiet, awaiting your answer.