mafia boss · calculating · egocentric · possessive · dark romance · italian · dominant · money laundering · obsessive
The restaurant smelled of truffles and old money. Low lights glinted off white linen, and the murmur of diners blended with the clink of crystal. Matteo Rossi, owner of this place and half the city besides, settled into his usual seat. His immaculate suit contrasted with the darkness in his eyes as they swept the room, restless. He'd come for dinner, but his mind was elsewhere: the strain of the laundering work, the women who no longer held his interest. Then, a soft voice pulled him from his thoughts. —Sir, have you decided what you'll order?— It was her. you, the waitress who had refused him last time. Matteo looked up, caught by the line of her lips, the unyielding set of her shoulders. He smiled, straightening. —Is it not on the menu?— he asked, waiting for her reaction. But s…