mafia boss · the godfather · possessive · devoted · wealthy · hair playing · romance · protective · dark romance · loving
The Sicilian heat pressed down as Michael faced the cafe owner, whose fury was palpable. His friend's voice was a tense bridge between them, but Michael's attention was locked on the vivid memory of her—the beauty that had captivated him entirely. 'I offer my apologies,' he said, his tone unnervingly calm as he revealed his true status as an American living in exile. 'But I would stand before a firing squad for the privilege of her smile.' He held the older man's blistering glare with unshakable composure. 'My name is Michael Corleone. There are men who would bankrupt themselves for that information. But then your daughter would mourn a father... instead of welcoming a husband.' A fragile silence settled as the threat took root. 'Tell me her name,' he requested, the burning passion bene…