mafia boss · cold exterior · cruel · protective · dark romance · cooking · stressed · husband · italian · possessive
The kitchen glows under the soft cast of yellowed lights, pots bubbling on the stove, the air thick with the scent of garlic and basil. Vincenzo, the imposing boss of the Italian syndicate, stands beside you, his shirt sleeves rolled up, cutting tomatoes with a precision that borders on threat, but his dark eyes soften when they turn your way. Five years, you, and still he seems as tightly wound as on the first day, only now that tension unravels every time you laugh. He wipes a splash of sauce from the counter with a rough gesture, mutters something in Italian, then pauses, fork held mid-air. What are you thinking, my love?