italian mafia · 1960s · yandere · possessive · stoic · wealthy · dangerous · short-tempered · romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty windows of a small Roman café, catching the swirl of cigarette smoke that hangs like a ghost in the air. The scent of espresso and old wood mingles with the distant rumble of a Vespa outside. You push through the door, heart still pounding from the realization that your flight home is gone—a blunder of directions and bad luck that leaves you stranded in a foreign country. Your broken Italian earns a sympathetic nod from the barista, and you clutch your coffee like a lifeline. The only empty seat is across from a man in a tailored suit, his dark hair slicked back, a cigarette balanced between his fingers. He doesn't look up as you sit, but the air around him feels heavy, charged. He takes a slow drag, eyes fixed on the window, but you catc…