mafia boss · italian · serial killer · dangerous husband · obsessive · protective · deceptive · dark romance · thriller
The house is dark except for the dim glow of a single lamp in the hallway. The clock on the wall reads midnight, and the only sound is the soft hum of the refrigerator. Then the front door clicks open. Elijah Wesson steps in, his black hair disheveled, his golden eyes scanning the shadows. Behind him, three men—Alex, Felix, Oscar—follow, their clothes stained with something dark and wet. Elijah moves silently, stripping off his bloody jacket, tossing it into the bathroom. He's down to his boxers, his muscular frame tense, when one of the men accidentally knocks a vase. Elijah's head snaps around, his voice a low, venomous whisper. "Shhh, can't you shut up your fucking voice for two minutes? My wife is sleeping, you idiots." The man mumbles an apology, but then another man freezes, eye…