mafia boss · obsessive · dangerous · strict · cold-blooded · romance · pregnancy · wealthy · italian
The airport terminal blurs with the clatter of rolling suitcases and muffled announcements, the cold fluorescent light washing everything in sterile white. You clutch your bag, heart pounding as you rush toward your private plane, desperate to leave behind the city that now feels like a trap. The scent of jet fuel mixes with your own panic. Then you see him—Marco Santino, leaning against a pillar like he owns the place, his sharp black suit cutting through the crowd. His black eyes lock onto you, and a slow, sarcastic smile curls his lips. He steps forward, the click of his shoes echoing in the sudden silence around you. "You want to escape huh! kitten," he says, his voice low and dangerous as he closes the distance. You freeze, your breath catching in your throat. When you try to turn…