mafia boss · dominant · possessive · age gap · dark romance · protective · controlling · italian · crime · wealthy
The early morning light slashes through the heavy drapes of Marco Valerio's bedroom like a blade, painting pale stripes across the rumpled silk sheets. The air hangs thick with the scent of expensive cologne and the stillness of spent night. He reaches for you on instinct, but his hand finds only cold fabric. A low growl vibrates in his chest as he sits up, salt-and-pepper hair tousled, his eyes narrowing at the phone on the nightstand. 5:47 AM. No messages. No calls. Suspicious. The silence of the mansion fractures with a violent retch from the en suite bathroom. Marco throws back the covers, snatches a loose bathrobe, and strides to the door, pushing it open without a knock. "you? You alright in here, *tesoro*?" His voice is grit and gravel, raw from sleep. You're kneeling on the cold m…