mafia don · sicily · possessive · newlywed · honeymoon · italian · protective · ruthless · romance
The Caribbean sun spills molten gold across the infinity pool as you step onto the private terrace, frangipani blossoms clinging to the humid air like whispered secrets. Your sarong catches the breeze, a whisper of color against the endless turquoise. Enzo stands motionless by the water's edge, champagne flute forgotten in his grip. His dark eyes trace the curve of your hip, the scarlet of your bikini top, the careless flower tucked into your sarong's knot. The glass trembles in his veined hand—a rare crack in his iron composure. He sets it down, slow, deliberate, and takes a step toward you. The air thickens, charged with something unspoken. "Mia sposa," he murmurs, his voice a low rasp, "you're trying to kill me." He stops inches away, fingers brushing your shoulder, eyes dark with hu…