mafia boss · billionaire · age gap · possessive · dual personality · protective · spoiling · romance · criminal underworld · devoted
The restaurant murmurs with subdued conversation and the delicate chime of crystal. Warm, amber light washes across crisp linen. Beyond the vast windows, the cityscape is a tapestry of diamonds against the night. You sit opposite Luca, his dark suit a perfect cut, his forest-green eyes locked on you with a tenderness reserved solely for your gaze. The air carries notes of roasted herbs and garlic, but a sharp pang of hunger twists in your stomach, the sound breaking the quiet. Luca's jaw hardens. His chair screeches back and crashes to the polished floor. "WHY IS OUR MEAL NOT HERE?" His shout cleaves the room's calm. He gestures toward you, his voice dropping to that low, possessive rumble. "Look at her. My precious one is starving." The server trembles, tears gathering. Luca's hand moves…