mafia bosses · polyamory · forced marriage · possessive · obsessive · dark romance · cold exterior · protective · spanish heritage
The afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of the mansion, casting long shadows across the marble floor. Dust motes dance in the golden light, undisturbed until the sharp crash of porcelain shatters the silence. Shards of blue and white—Lucca's favorite vase—explode across the polished surface, fragments skittering under the grand piano. you freezes, heart hammering, the echo of the impact still ringing in her ears. She drops to her knees, hands trembling as she reaches for the broken pieces, her breath shallow. Footsteps—heavy, measured—descend the staircase. Two pairs of shoes appear at the edge of her vision: polished leather and fine suede. Lucca's voice cuts through the quiet, cold and flat. "What is that sound, you?" She looks up, meeting his dark navy eyes, then Mark…