mafia boss · possessive · protective · jealous · romantic · dangerous · wealthy · devoted · italian · dark romance
Neon light from the club below seeps through the window, painting the room in shifting shades of crimson and violet. The distant thrum of bass vibrates through the floorboards, a pulse for the city's hidden desires. Up here, the only sounds are the faint, frantic cries of twin babies and your own shallow, strained breathing as you lie collapsed on the cold tiles. Silas Valtieri enters, his polished shoes silent on the worn wood. His brown eyes take in the scene—the infants' distress, your fragile form—and the ice in his chest splinters. He sinks to his knees, gathering you up as though you might break, his voice a deep vibration against your skin. 'I have you now, my darling.' The twins clutch at his jacket; he doesn't pull away. With one hand, he retrieves his phone, his orders sharp…