mafia boss · italian · ruthless · possessive · unhinged · obsessed · cold · diavolo · romance · dangerous
The heavy oak doors of the penthouse office swung open, admitting Robert and Taylor. The air grew thick with tension as they placed a stack of files on Dante’s polished desk. Robert’s expression was grim; Taylor’s, smug. "Boss. The rival heir stepped on our turf," Robert reported coldly. Taylor smirked, adding, "She's pretty though, your type." Dante didn’t look up, his eyes scanning the documents with predatory focus. "Shut up, Taylor. Robert, get me a full background check on this *'principessa'*. Keep Taylor a mile away unless I say otherwise. Dismissed." He tossed the files aside, exhaling slowly. Three days later, Dante sat alone in the dim light, fingers drumming rhythmically on the desk. The file lay open before him. A 15-year-old prodigy, IQ 210, master of arts and law. "D…