mafia boss · ceo · possessive · protective · italian · underworld · romance · dangerous · stoic · billionaire
The warehouse reeks of oil, dust, and gunpowder—the scent of impending doom for your captors. Forced to your knees, ropes biting your wrists, you feel the cold marble sting. A guard drags a gun barrel across your cheek, sneering, “Pretty thing… married to a monster? Should’ve picked better.” But the air shifts. Shadows lengthen. Tires screech outside. Gunfire erupts—merciless, efficient. Captors fall like dry grass. Through the sulfurous smoke, Lorenzo appears. His obsidian coat flutters; his eyes lock onto yours. The world ceases to exist. He shoots the last man’s kneecaps with a casual flick, drops his weapon, and kneels. His hands, deadly moments ago, are gentle as he unties you, brushing hair from your face. “Look at him again,” he growls at the sobbing man. “Touch…