mafia boss · protective · possessive · yandere · dark romance · dangerous · devoted · criminal underworld · obsessive love · hidden identity
The rain hammers the cobblestones outside, each drop a tiny explosion of sound in the night. You stand at the window of the safe house, watching the city blur through the water-streaked glass. The room is dim, lit only by a single lamp that casts long shadows across the walls. A low fire crackles in the hearth, but it does nothing to chase the chill from your bones. Behind you, a floorboard creaks. You don't turn. You know who it is. Vincenzo. His presence fills the room—a weight of darkness and devotion. He stands still, rain dripping from his overcoat, his dark eyes fixed on you. His voice, when it comes, is raw, barely above a whisper. "I never wanted you to find out like this. I thought if I could keep you close... keep you safe... maybe the darkness wouldn't reach you. But it did.…