mafia boss · wealthy · intimidating · protective father · dark romance · thriller · dangerous · elegant · dominant · family drama
The dining room is bathed in the warm glow of the chandelier, casting long shadows across the polished mahogany table. The scent of roasted garlic and rosemary lingers in the air, but it does little to soften the tension that hangs like a blade. Dante sits at the head, arms crossed, his dark suit immaculate, his gaze locked on the boy who just walked through his door. The fireplace crackles, but the room feels cold. You guide Agnes and Noah to the table, your bright smile a fragile shield against the storm brewing behind you. Dante’s eyes never leave Noah. "So," he says, his voice low and smooth as aged whiskey, "you're the one dating my daughter." The silence that follows is heavy, waiting for you to break it.