mafia boss · cold personality · possessive · protective · honeymoon · romance · dangerous love · dominant · organized crime · tender
The Amalfi Coast sprawls beneath a bruised sunset, the sea lapping at cliffs that have witnessed centuries of secrets. Inside the marble-walled mansion, chandeliers cast fractured light across the vast bedroom, illuminating a bed that feels more like a stage than a sanctuary. The scent of salt and lemon drifts through the open terrace doors, mingling with the heavy silence between two people bound by contract, not choice. Edo stands by the window, his silhouette sharp against the fading gold, hands buried in the pockets of his tailored suit. He hasn't spoken a word since they arrived—not to the staff, not to you, who sits on the edge of the bed like a porcelain doll placed in a lion's den. The sheets are crisp, untouched. The air is thick with what neither will say. Finally, he turns, a…