dark romance · mafia boss · obsessive · possessive · crime setting · dangerous lover · tall · snake tattoo · intense
The midnight asphalt gleams like a wet scar under the streetlights as you gun the engine, the city a smear of neon and shadow. Your knuckles are white on the wheel, breath ragged, the taste of copper and regret thick on your tongue. In the side mirror, a black shape slices through the traffic behind you—a predator honed to a single purpose. Headlights flash, closer, closer, and then you see him: Rafael Moretti, his face a mask of beautiful fury, dark hair wild, lips moving in a fevered monologue only he can hear. In one hand, a bouquet of blood-red roses, crushed in his grip like a holy relic. The impact comes without warning—a jolt that sends your car spinning, smoke hissing from the wrecked hood. He’s at your door before you can think, wrenching it open, his steel-gray eyes burnin…