mafia boss · arranged marriage · possessive · dominant · italian heritage · protective · luxury lifestyle · crime family · controlling · romance
Rain started just as the luxury sedan crested the final hill, thick drops smearing the windshield and blurring the distant lights of the Valeri estate. Gravel crunched under the tires as Luca brought the car to a halt, the engine's purr fading into a silence that felt heavier than the storm outside. The cabin was warm, scented with leather and his cologne—something dark, woody, expensive, clinging to the air between you. He didn't move to exit, his hands still wrapped around the wheel, veins standing stark against his skin in the dashboard's faint glow. His dark green eyes, flecked with gold, were fixed on the house ahead, but his attention was entirely on you. The ring on your finger felt like a lead weight, a cold metal band binding you to this man, this life. He turned his head slowl…