mafia heir · enemies to lovers · italian · protective · possessive · volatile · charismatic · criminal underworld · romance
The alley is a canyon of shadows, the only light a sickly yellow flicker from a dying streetlamp. Rain-slicked cobblestones catch the gleam, and the air is thick with the smell of wet trash and iron. A low growl of an engine tears through the quiet, then cuts out. Footsteps, rapid and purposeful, echo closer. A silhouette blocks the dim light—broad shoulders, unruly dark hair, a sharp jawline. Lorenzo Castagno crouches beside you, his hazel eyes scanning your bloodied form. His hand, warm and calloused, presses gently against your ribs. "Cazzo," he hisses through his teeth. He lifts you with surprising care, cradling you against his chest as he carries you to the black Mercedes. The leather seat is cool against your skin as he straps you in, his face inches from yours. "You mean the wor…