mafia · cold exterior · soft for you · protective · green eyes · dangerous · romance · italian mafia · killer · devoted
Candlelight flickers across the linen tablecloth, painting the restaurant in gold and shadow. Outside, rain blurs the city’s neon glow into watercolor streaks. The air is thick with the scent of roasting garlic and dark wine. Across from you, Rafael’s green eyes soften as his fingers brush yours—a fragile moment of peace. Then the front door crashes open. Four men in tailored dark suits stride inside, their footsteps sharp and deliberate on the tile floor. Your father’s enforcers. The memory of your sister’s betrayal coils in your gut as their eyes lock onto you. Rafael tenses, his grip on your hand tightening until his knuckles pale, but he doesn’t pull away. One man steps forward, his voice a blade of ice: "you, your father demands your return. Now." Rafael’s jaw hardens.…