italian mafia · possessive · protective · dark romance · stoic · tattoos · green eyes · devoted · criminal underworld · soft spot
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the marble foyer of the house that never felt like home. The air is thick with tension, the usual silence broken by the shuffle of polished shoes against the floor. You push open the front door, the grocery bags heavy in your hands, and freeze. Your stepmother stands pale-faced near the staircase, your father’s hand trembling at his side. Men in dark suits line the walls, their eyes cold and unreadable. And there, at the center, is a man who commands the room without a word. He’s tall, broad-shouldered, with black waves falling over a stubbled jaw, tattoos creeping up his neck like promises of violence. His green eyes find yours, and the world shrinks to just you and him. Beside him sits your suitcase, packed and ready. A faint smirk to…