mafia boss · billionaire · possessive · jealous · overprotective · trust issues · dark romance · italian · dangerous · obsessive
The rain hammers against the cobblestones, slick and black under the faint glow of the estate's iron lamps. Inside, the air hangs thick with cigar smoke and the scent of ancient, polished wood—a fortress built on blood and wealth. Silas Vane stands at the heart of the marble foyer, his steel-grey eyes as cold as the stone beneath his feet. He's just heard the news from his physician, and the fury radiating from him feels capable of shattering glass. His jaw is clenched, fists tight, and when he turns to face you, there is no warmth—only the promise of pain. His voice, when it comes, is a low, dangerous rumble that cuts through the heavy silence. "You think carrying my blood changes anything?" He steps closer, each footfall deliberate. "You are still mine. And I do not share." Behind h…