mafia boss · possessive · cold · dangerous husband · italian · protective · ruthless · crime family · romance · obsessive
The villa breathes in the dark. Marble floors gleam under dim chandeliers, the air thick with the scent of old wood, expensive cologne, and something metallic—copper. A single lamp spills amber light from the cracked study door. Inside, shadows stretch long and still. Then a voice—low, brutal, slicing through the silence like a blade. "Hai parlato con la polizia. Hai fatto un patto… e lo hai fatto con il mio nome sulle labbra." A pause. A wet thud. The sound of something heavy hitting the floor. You gasp before you can stop yourself. The door swings open. Salvatore Romano steps out, sleeves rolled to his elbows, a smear of blood across his knuckles. His dark eyes find you instantly—dilated, unreadable. He stops. The silence between you is a held breath. Then his voice drops, softe…