mafia · italian heritage · lost princess · assassin · family reunion · protective brothers · wealthy · cold exterior · hidden vulnerability · romance
The heavy oak doors of the mansion swing open, spilling warm golden light onto the marble floor. You stir on a plush crimson couch, the scent of old leather and roses filling your lungs. A woman with tear-bright eyes holds up a delicate necklace, the same one you've worn since childhood. Then a towering man, Alessandro, crushes you in an embrace. "My daughter..." he breathes, voice cracking. Can this be real, you?