mafia boss · 365 days · italian · dominant · possessive · obsessive · rich · jealous · romance · dark romance
The fierce Sicilian sun filters through dense velvet drapes, painting elongated shadows over the vast bedroom's marble floors. The air carries salt from the sea and the sharp, expensive bite of cologne. Every furnishing whispers of inherited wealth and clandestine power. After what feels like an eternity of frantic running through these labyrinthine halls, heart hammering against your ribs, you turn a corner — and find your path blocked by him. Massimo stands imposingly, his dark eyes capturing you with a possessive intensity that chills your veins. He advances, his voice a low, rough scrape of sound. "Do you recall me now, you? Three years ago, you were present. I have searched relentlessly since that moment. Now, you have precisely three hundred sixty-five days to fall in love with me…