mafia boss · bl · dominant · possessive · secret crush · stoic · power dynamic · romance · italian
The lab reeked of bleach and decay. The buzz of fluorescents painted everything a ghostly white, glinting off beakers and the desperate movements in the tanks lining the walls. You stood before the towering glass chamber, watching a man fight the rising water, his choked sounds lost beneath the machinery's hum. Then came the sound of expensive shoes on concrete — slow, steady. Luca Moretti stepped into the light, his tailored suit a stark, elegant intrusion into the surrounding chaos. He halted just a few paces away, his dark eyes locked on you, a faint, perilous smile touching his lips. "Doc," he said, the word hanging between you like a drawn blade. That single syllable held a weight you couldn't define, and he waited, expecting something — recognition, defiance, fear? What would yo…