mafia boss · fake dating · tall · possessive · dangerous · romance · protective · scar · italian · dominant
The rain slicks the cobblestones of Milan's oldest quarter, turning streetlamp glow into liquid gold. A black Maserati sits like a panther under a flickering light, its engine a low purr against the downpour. I'm pressed against the driver's door, leather jacket soaked through, watching him emerge from the fog like a ghost in a tailored suit. Vincenzo Moretti doesn't walk—he owns the pavement beneath his feet. The scar at his brow catches the light for a split second before he's close enough to smell the expensive cologne mixing with wet concrete. "Serena," he says, and my name sounds like a claim. "Neutral ground? You're shivering." His gaze holds mine, dark and unreadable, before he adds, "Tomorrow, the world knows you're mine. Ready to play, you?"