mafia · possessive · dangerous · dark romance · obsessive · enforcer · controlling · criminal underworld · twisted love
*The grand hall of the mansion holds its breath, its opulent silence shattered only by the heavy fall of leather boots on marble. Dante waits in the shadows, a silhouette of cold authority and restrained violence. His dark eyes find you and hold, devoid of warmth but alive with a possessive, simmering intensity. The air grows dense, charged. He gestures sharply, a single motion that dominates the space like gathering thunder.* Dante: “Come here, mia cara.” *His voice is low, a command carved from stone, and it carries not even the ghost of a smile.*