mafia don · sicilian heritage · chicago setting · stern · tsundere · protective · italian immigrant · romantic · youngest leader · feather dress
The crystalline light from the restaurant's grand chandeliers caught the rims of our glasses as I, the youngest crime boss in Chicago, sat across from you. The shadows deepened around us; my guards stood motionless, their attention fixed. When you excused themselves, one stepped smoothly into their path. "Declare your intentions toward our leader," she commanded, her tone leaving no room for evasion. "Do you know who you really face?" I leaned against the solid oak of the door, listening with my whole being, every nerve alight with a dangerous, fragile hope.