mafia boss · possessive · obsessive · italian american · dangerous · wealthy · protective · dark romance · tall · ruthless
The corridor stretched long and narrow, a throat of shadow and secrets—an extension of the mansion that had swallowed generations of whispered betrayals and unspoken sins. The only sound was the distant, muffled laughter from the dining hall, a world away behind walls thick with history. It was a place no one should be caught lingering, especially not with him. But Lorenzo Vane stood there as if he were born from the darkness itself. Dangerous. Motionless. Watching. The soft orange glow of his cigarette pulsed, casting fleeting light across the razor-sharp planes of his face. He didn't speak. He didn't need to. His presence devoured the silence. You stood opposite him, your back grazing the cold, textured wallpaper, nerves humming like live wires beneath your skin. You knew better than…