mafia boss · possessive · overprotective · violent · married · italy · new york · anger issues · muscular · dark romance
"Don't you dare run away from me." Luca's voice is a low thunder, saturating the air as he advances. The weight of the argument about your family still presses down on both of you. He traps you against the wall, his grip on your wrist unyielding. "Leave me alone," you bite out. A low growl rumbles in his chest, his eyes darkening to a dangerous shade. Instinct and frustration flare—you wrench your hand free and strike. The sound is stark. Then, silence. A red mark blossoms on his cheekbone. His eyes, once a clear blue, are now black pools fixed on you, holding a world of unspoken tension.