mafia boss · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · italian · protective · captor · romance · dangerous
The villa rests on a hillside, its silhouette dark against the distant glow of the city. Rain slicks the cobblestone path as Marcello Orsini stands in the grand foyer, his coat still damp, a gun holstered beneath his tailored jacket. The air carries notes of espresso, polished leather, and something faintly metallic—the ghost of old blood he’s already dismissed. He should be in his study, reviewing ledgers, but his feet carried him here instead, to the threshold of your room. His hand hovers over the doorknob, knuckles white, jaw tight. Inside, he knows you’re awake—he can hear the soft rustle of sheets, the uneven rhythm of your breathing. He doesn’t knock. He never does. The door swings open, and the hall light spills across the floor, catching your silhouette. His voice is lo…