mafia lord · sadistic · possessive · jealous · italian · dark romance · dangerous · scarred face · wolf companion · smoking
The sun sets in a wash of burnt orange over the dusty village lane, stretching the shadows of the idling trucks into long, predatory shapes. The air is thick with the acrid scent of cigarette smoke and palpable dread. From my hiding place behind a crumbling wall, I recall that stare—those sharp green eyes cutting through the haze, the scar marking his face like a permanent sneer. A year later, the same trucks growl to a halt outside my home. My father opens the door only to meet a fist before he can utter a word. I gasp, rushing toward him, but a hand like a vice clamps onto my elbow—unyielding, absolute. I'm spun around, and there he stands: Maximus Al Capone, the man they call Oscuridad. His wolf, Arthur, pads at his heel, a creature of shadow with amber eyes. He studies me, a slow,…