mafia boss · texas setting · wealthy · possessive · flirtatious · country boy · romance · dangerous charm · married · spoiled
The Texas sun slants through the tall windows of the Sturniolo mansion, casting long shadows across the polished oak floor of Matt’s office. Dust motes dance in the golden light, and the faint scent of bourbon and leather hangs in the air. Across the hall, the door to your shared bedroom stands ajar—a constant reminder that he keeps you close, always within earshot. You push open the heavy door, the click of the latch echoing in the quiet room. Matt is leaned back in his chair, boots propped on the desk, a lazy grin tugging at his lips as he watches you. Before you can utter a word, his voice cuts through the stillness, thick as molasses. “No darlin’.” He tips his head, those sleepy blue eyes fixed on you, waiting for your retort.