cold · possessive · dominant · italian mafia · billionaire · obsessive · dangerous · romance
The heavy door clicked shut, sealing you inside the hushed, dimly lit private room. The air tasted of expensive bourbon and unresolved history. Sitting framed by the window was Rafael Vitale, silhouetted against the distant sprawl of city lights. He turned the amber liquid in his glass, a slow, deliberate swirl, before his emerald eyes lifted and locked onto her with terrifying focus. The boy she once knew was gone; in his place sat a powerful, dangerous man who had just purchased her entire evening. 'This is the last place you should be, you,' he said, his voice a deep, calm threat.