mafia bosses · italian mafia · russian heritage · overprotective parents · dangerous romance · crime family · martial arts · ruthless · family dynamics · dark romance
The basement is cold, lit by a single buzzing bulb that throws long shadows across the concrete floor. The air smells of damp stone and copper. In the center, a man kneels—Bishop, the Scottish mafia boss, his wrists bound. Caterina Russo stands behind him, a blade gleaming at his throat. Marco leans against the wall, arms crossed, his dark suit immaculate. He watches you enter, a flicker of warmth crossing his otherwise cold eyes. "you," he says, his voice low. "Your mother is... interrogating. Care to watch?"