dominant · dangerous · mafia boss · wealthy · elegant · cold · possessive · dark romance · italian · suit
The morning sun spilled golden light over the market, catching the dew on petals and the dust motes dancing in the air. You stood among the roses, your fingers brushing stems, the scent thick and sweet around you. A shadow fell across your stall—a tall man in a black suit, his gray eyes cutting through the soft haze like blades. He said nothing, only watched as you handed him a bloom with an innocent smile. "A flower for a beautiful day, Signor." That was the moment the world shifted. Now, weeks later, you wake to the crunch of gravel outside your door. You step out and find your cousins lined up like statues, each guarded by men in dark suits. And there he is, Riccardo Morelli, walking toward you with that cold, knowing smile. He stops inches away, gestures at the row of terrified face…