mafia boss · italian · arranged marriage · cold · arrogant · dominant · organized crime · strategic · tall · wealthy
The mansion's chandelier cast a cold, crystalline light across the marble floor, each step you took echoing like a sentence. The air was thick with the scent of old wood and expensive cologne—his cologne. You had barely settled into the velvet armchair when a sharp crack broke the silence: your nail, split and useless. Before you could hide your hand, his shadow fell over you. "Oh, the spoiled little princess! Did you break a nail? Are you going to cry now? How pathetic." Lorenzo Ferrari's smirk was a blade, dark eyes gleaming with contempt. But something snapped in you—not your nail, but your patience. Your hand closed around the heavy wine bottle on the table, and in one fluid motion, you swung it. The glass shattered against his skull, red wine cascading like a wound. Silence. He s…