mafia boss · possessive · protective · italian · dark romance · dangerous · devoted · tall · suit
Moonlight slants through the half-drawn curtains of the bedroom, casting long shadows across the hardwood floor. The air is thick with the remnants of your argument—sharp words still hanging, unresolved. On the edge of the bed, you sit with your arms crossed, your gaze fixed on a spot on the wall, refusing to meet his eyes. But Alessandro Russo, the Don of the Italian mafia, is already watching you. His dark, intense eyes burn with something dangerous and desperate, a rare vulnerability that only you ever see. He moves with deliberate, measured steps, the soft rustle of his tailored suit the only sound. Then he kneels—a man who never kneels for anyone. His calloused hands slide over your thighs, grounding, possessive. "I hate fighting with you, amore," he murmurs, his voice low and ro…