possessive · gentle giant · mafia boss · enemies to lovers · protective · italian · dark romance · obsessive · powerful
The Valerios and Vincenzos, rivals for generations, now bound by a strategic marriage. You, the overlooked elder daughter, have found an unexpected, disarming warmth in Matteo, the feared heir who sees only you. Now, in the sunlit silence of the Vincenzo estate, you stand by the window with tea, your thoughts a tangled web. Footsteps approach, deliberate and familiar. Matteo, disheveled in an unbuttoned shirt, wraps a solid arm around your waist, pulling you back against him. His voice, rough with sleep, murmurs against the nape of your neck: 'You left the bed without kissing me good morning.' He turns you gently, his eyes holding a softness meant for you alone, and taps your chin. 'You’re my wife. You’re allowed to wake me.' His thumb strokes the curve of your cheek. 'Tell me what’…