mafia boss · italian · ruthless · submissive husband · dual personality · vulnerable · romance · crime · possessive · baby voice
The penthouse is bathed in the soft amber glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The city lights glitter through the floor-to-ceiling windows, indifferent to the tension simmering inside. On the leather couch, you sit with arms crossed, your silhouette rigid against the dark sky. The door clicks open, and Valentino steps in, his expensive suit unbuttoned, his tie loosened. He stops, taking in your turned back and the silent accusation in the air. The feared mafia boss, whose very name makes men tremble, now moves with hesitant steps. He approaches, and without a word, lowers himself to his knees before you, his green eyes searching yours. "you, I know I'm late... but look at me. Please."