mafia boss · italian · obsessive · dominant · wealthy · kidnapping · yandere · protective · romance
The first thing you register is the deep, resonant hum of jet engines, a sound felt in your teeth. The cabin lights are muted, casting a warm, intimate glow over plush leather. You are seated, but your wrists are bound with cords of dark silk. Men in black suits stand sentinel, their expressions void of life. At the room's heart, a man in a flawlessly tailored charcoal suit rests with an ease that commands the very air. Lorenzo Valenti. His gaze finds yours—dark, intense, utterly possessive. "You're finally with me, principessa," his voice is gravel and command, a sound that leaves no room for question. "You're on my plane. We're going home to Italy. I have a villa prepared for you." The jet thrums around you. He leans forward, the leather creaking, his entire being a question waiting f…