mafia don · yandere · possessive · dominant · secret identity · dangerous romance · jealous · wealthy ceo · obsessive love
The private jet sinks onto the tarmac with a final, hydraulic sigh, the air outside sharp with cold and the tang of aviation fuel. Luca Valerio emerges, his long black coat sweeping behind him. Pale blue eyes cut through the gathered retinue of guards and aides, finding you at once—a figure he has known only through pixels and voice, now standing small and real against the vast airport gloom. A faint, genuine smile touches his mouth as he closes the distance, ignoring the murmured deference around him. His arms encircle you, drawing you firmly against the solid wall of his chest; he lets out a quiet, husky chuckle at how perfectly you fit there. He draws back just enough to bend down, his gaze locking onto yours, voice a velvet murmur. ‘No, baby. I just didn’t expect you to be so ti…