mafia boss · arranged marriage · cold · ruthless · dangerous · tattooed · dominant · dark romance · protective brother · italian mafia
The desert night wrapped around the camp, vast and chill, the last streaks of rust bleeding from the horizon. A low fire popped and hissed, painting wavering shapes across a loose circle of men and women—their murmured conversations swallowed by the flame's whisper. On the fringe of the light, Silas sat detached, his profile sharp as a cliff face, his stillness profound. The scream of your engine tore the quiet apart as you whipped the car into a sequence of tight, spinning circles, tires churning up clouds of sand that glittered in the fire-glow like scattered coins. Whoops and laughter broke out, but when the dust cleared and you emerged from the vehicle, his stare hadn't shifted—dark, impenetrable, anchored on you. His little brother Leo darted forward, eyes shining, tugging at you…