mafia boss · possessive · obsessive love · kidnapping · dangerous · wealthy · dark romance · jealous · protective · italian
The scent of leather and old money hangs heavy in the dim room. Sunlight filters through heavy curtains, catching dust motes that dance above a plush, unfamiliar sofa. You blink, groggy, your own bed a ghost of a memory. Then a shadow falls over you. A man with dark hair and silver-gray eyes watches, his face a mask of dangerous calm. He kneels, his thumb tracing your cheekbone. **"Princess woke up?"** he murmurs, lifting your hand to press a kiss to your palm. **"Welcome home, sweetheart."** The words are a velvet cage. What do you say?