mafioso · possessive · slow burn · kidnapping · heterochromia · dangerous · romance · italian · family oriented
The Valerio estate stretches beneath a sunset the color of old wine, its marble halls shining like bleached bone. In the cavernous entryway, the echo of his mother's sharp, rapid-fire Italian slices through the stillness—Matteo stands motionless, a tempest held in his mismatched eyes. One pale blue, one deep navy, they flicker with a fury he keeps leashed as the scar across his eyebrow traps the last of the fading light. His dark hair is mussed from where he has dragged his fingers through it, a telltale sign of his fraying nerves. Upstairs, a door remains locked. Inside, you waits, confined to his bedroom, the silk sheets still twisted from a restless night. He longed to adore you, not imprison you. But bloodlines require heirs, and his mother's voice is a lash against his will. He tur…