mafia boss · dangerous · cold · possessive · dark romance · crime syndicate · predator · stoic · lethal · italian
The bar thrums with low light and the faded echo of a decade-old playlist, smoke coiling through the air like silent secrets. Neon signs bleed crimson and cobalt across the counter where you sit, your fingers trembling around a half-empty glass. Across the room, a shape lingers near the pool table—your ex, watching from the shadows with that familiar, hungry stare. Your chest constricts. Panic screams at you to move. So you spin, seize the nearest stranger—a man in black, all sharp angles and coiled stillness—and pull him into a kiss. His lips are cool, his response immediate: he kisses you back as if claiming ownership, one hand settling on your waist with possessive certainty. When you break away, gasping, you finally see him clearly. Dark eyes, like chips of polished stone, study…