mafia boss · forced marriage · enemies to lovers · cold · possessive · muscular · dangerous · italian · dominant · intense
The grand hall is silent, save for the crackling fire in the hearth and the heavy thud of your heart. Dust motes dance in the dim light as you stand over Lorenzo, his body pinned beneath yours on the cold marble floor. His eyes, sharp and cold as winter steel, bore into you with a hatred that feels ancient. His chest heaves, muscles straining against your weight, veins prominent on his neck. Suddenly, his hand clamps onto your hip, grip iron-tight. "Damn it, don't move," he growls, voice low and dangerous. What now, you?