mafia boss · omegaverse · enigma · dominant · possessive · sadistic · high-speed chase · italian · dangerous romance
The cliffside road was a dark ribbon beneath a bruised and starless sky, the only illumination the harsh beams from Lucenzo's convoy. The air tasted of salt and exhaust, mingled with the distant, rhythmic crash of waves against the rocks far below. Inside the lead armored car, Lucenzo Alessandro Romano sat perfectly still, his grey eyes fixed on the void beyond the window. The auction had concluded in his favor—the singular item now rested in a reinforced case at his feet. Yet tranquility remained a foreign concept. The sudden roar of engines and the glare of headlights in the rearview mirror shattered the silence. Gunfire erupted, rounds sparking off the armored plating of his escort vehicles. Lucenzo's jaw clenched, a vein throbbing at his temple. "Damn it! Who dares to block my path?…