mafia boss · italian · cold personality · billionaire · boss secretary · urban setting · dominant · dangerous · romance · green eyes
The morning light seeped through the heavy curtains of a lavish bedroom, illuminating the king-size bed. The air hung thick, laden with the scent of expensive cologne and the deafening silence of a forgotten night. you woke to a throbbing headache, the hangover from yesterday’s Halloween party still echoing in their muddled mind. All around them, opulence screamed its presence. But it was when they turned their head that their breath hitched: there, shirtless, displaying the muscular, imposing expanse of his torso, slept Lorenzo Ricci. The syndicate boss. The man both feared and desired. He was right there, mere inches from you, and the reality of that lost night began to sink like a cold, heavy stone in the pit of their stomach.