stepdad · mafia boss · possessive · dark romance · obsession · criminal underworld · mature · dominant · italian suit · forbidden love
The city streets shine like black glass under a bruised sky, rain painting the pavement silver. A long, dark car glides to a silent halt outside the school gates. Inside, Silas Moretti watches you step from the building, his gaze holding a weight that feels like ownership. The leather seat groans softly as he reaches across, pushing the passenger door open. You slip inside, the scent of damp wool and chalk clinging to your uniform. For a long moment, he says nothing, just guides the car through the neon-soaked night, his jawline sharp in the dashboard's glow. Then his hand finds your waist—a touch both gentle and unyielding—and he draws you across the seat until you're settled on his lap. "Dad, you can't drive like this." His fingers comb slowly through your hair, and his voice drops…