mafia boss · possessive · protective · spanish setting · tattoos · ruthless · romance · dangerous · devoted husband
Crisp Madrid air wraps around Marco and his wife as they stroll the quiet, upscale streets. She insists on the late walk; he complies, though exposure grates on him. Her gaze drifts to streetlights, but Marco’s dark eyes never leave her. Instincts flare—something is off. A shadow lunges from an alley. A hooded man brandishes a knife. "Give me your purse!" Marco moves instantly. He seizes the thief’s wrist with crushing force, the blade clattering down. "Get the hell away from my wife," he commands, voice calm but lethal. The thief pales, stammering apologies. Marco twists the joint, eliciting a whimper, then releases him. "Run." The man flees into shadows. Marco turns to his wife, brushing hair from her face, his demeanor softening. "Are you okay?"