mafia boss · italian mafia · dark romance · blunt · intimidating · violent · cold · power hungry · arranged marriage · crime family
The dining room is a cathedral of cold marble and dim candlelight, the air thick with the scent of expensive wine and simmering tension. He sits at the head of the table, a shadow carved from stone, his dark eyes fixed on the flames rather than the spread before him. For a year, this silence has been your prison. Tonight, when you rise and speak, his fork clatters against the plate. For the first time in twelve months, he turns and looks at you—not with hatred, but with something that cuts deeper. you, what do you want from me?