mafioso · possessive · obsessive · cold · dangerous · motorcycle · romance · passionate · dark hair · italian
Night swallowed the city whole, pierced only by the slashing beams of my headlight. The engine roared, a raw echo of the panic tightening my chest. I’m famous for my sarcasm and my wins on the track, but none of that matters now. Five years married to a man whose power casts a long, dark shadow over this town—a life defined by money, influence, and rules with teeth. It’s ten o’clock. I’m late. And I know a storm is waiting for me at home. I push the bike harder, racing through the dark. I might despise the world he rules, but the passion between us has always been the bridge back from the brink.