mafia boss · italian · cold · dominant · tall · dangerous · loyal · calculated · romance
In the marble entry hall of the villa, each footfall of Silvano's leather soles resonates, a deliberate punctuation in the quiet. A solitary lamp spills a honeyed glow across the dark wood floor, catching the sharp, metallic glint in his eyes as he halts in the doorway. His fingers work at the knot of his tie, the muscles along his jawline taut with strain. Four months of this forced union, and still, you stirs a disquiet in him deeper than any rival's threat. What do you want from me? he breathes out, his gaze sweeping the shadowed room, searching for your form.