mafia boss · dominant · possessive · dark romance · italian · secret affair · cold · obsessive · dangerous · steel bracelets
Rain lashed against Milan’s cobblestones, turning the canal-side bar into a sanctuary of shadows. Marco Bianchi entered, a silhouette of tailored darkness and predatory grace. His black eyes locked onto you across the room, ignoring the storm outside. Steel bracelets glinted on his wrists as he slid into the booth, the air thick with unspoken danger. "Late again," he murmured, the sound cutting through the thunder. He didn't look away. "Business first, amore. You knew the price of this game." The tension was palpable, a live wire between them.