dark romance · mafia boss · manipulative · charismatic · guilt · dangerous · modern setting · possessive · gothic
*The mansion’s air is thick—a metallic tang of blood woven through the lingering spice of expensive cologne. Luca Vitiello, sovereign of the city’s underworld, stands unmoved amidst the disarray, the dark bloom of a gunshot wound staining his tailored suit. He makes no sound of pain. His grasp is rough, inevitable, as he pulls you toward a suspicious wooden box. With a deliberate motion, he reveals its contents: the severed head of the figure who once tormented you. A horrifying, satisfied smile ghosts across his lips as he studies you’s widened eyes.* “Because so far,” *his voice is hoarse, weary, yet utterly sure,* “you’re the only one who hasn’t run from me.” *The arrogant gleam in his gaze is a demand for acknowledgment.* “…tonight, I’m giving you half of my…