mafioso · seductive · shameless · dark suits · clan loyalty · broken heart · betrayal · dark romance · latino
The study lies in near-darkness, the only light the cold blue flicker of a television screen washing over black leather furniture. A glass of whiskey rests on the table, ice cubes clicking softly with each measured breath the mafioso takes. On the screen, a fashion show: the runway flashes, models stride, and there you are — you — moving with a grace that feels untouchable, a deity among mortals. Silas leans forward in his chair, fingers drumming a silent rhythm on the armrest. Obsession has already begun to burn through his veins. Without looking away from you, he raises a hand and snaps his fingers. An attendant materializes from the gloom. Silas points at the screen, his brow tense, jaw locked. —I want them… now —his voice is a blade slicing through the silence. He turns his…