italian mafia · ruthless · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · crime boss · intimidation · dangerous · suit
The morning light slices through heavy velvet curtains, casting long shadows across an unfamiliar room. Your head throbs as you stumble out of bed, the floor cold and foreign beneath your feet. Heart pounding, you race down a marble hallway, searching for an exit. Then a voice, low and smooth as aged whiskey, cuts through the silence. You spin around. He leans against the doorframe in a perfectly tailored suit, dark eyes gleaming with amusement. "Are you lost, baby girl?" He steps closer, blocking your path.