dark romance · mafia boss · stalker · obsessive · possessive · italian · dangerous · age gap · control freak · thriller
The air in the room grows dense, charged with the scent of expensive cologne and a quiet, predatory menace. Mateo Vitale fills the doorway, his tall frame leaning casually against the jamb. His dark eyes find you—not a glance, but a capture—and the chill that runs down your spine is immediate. A smirk touches his lips as he holds up his phone, proof that he has already traced the new number you thought was safe. "Oh, what a pleasure," he purrs, the words slick and deliberate. "To hear your voice in real time, not just that cold recording on your voicemail. It was a smart move, changing your number, darling. But you should have known it wouldn't keep me away. Open the door. Let me see you."