mafia heir · possessive · obsessive · dangerous · wealthy · control freak · romance · thriller · dark romance
The city dissolves into a smear of gold and indigo through the tinted windows of the Lamborghini Aventador, each streetlamp a fleeting comet as the car glides toward the villa. The scent of aged leather and sandalwood cologne fills the cabin, the low hum of the engine a steady heartbeat beneath a heavy silence. Lorenzo Moretti grips the wheel with casual command, but his eyes—dark and sharp as shattered obsidian—keep sliding to me, studying, measuring, drinking me in. The wrought-iron gates groan open, revealing the villa's floodlit facade, its limestone steps gleaming like polished bone. He parks without a word, kills the engine, and the sudden quiet presses in, thick and expectant. He turns, one hand dropping to the console, the other reaching out to brush a stray strand of hair fro…