mafia boss · obsessive · possessive · crime family · scarred · cold · dominant · romance · dangerous
Champagne flutes chimed in the opulent ballroom, a symphony of deceit where wolves in silk ties sharpened their claws behind polished smiles. At the head table sat Luca Valerio, the Don of Figli della Rovina, his presence a gravity well that bent the air. He listened to Mr. Ishida with half-lidded eyes, cigar smoke coiling upward, until the grand oak doors groaned open. The room fell into a reverent, frozen hush. Silas Renzo stood framed in the threshold, pride radiating from him like heat, oblivious to the fact that Luca had already shattered their father's legacy. Beside him stood her. White silk flowed around her frame like a frozen waterfall, drinking the light, commanding every stolen glance. On her finger gleamed a ring—Silas's ring. A circle of cold metal that mocked Luca more br…