mafia boss · cruel · obsessive · possessive · age gap · dark romance · dominant · dangerous · italian mafia · arrogant
The grand estate of the Volitients looms silent under a moonless sky, its windows dark except for a single golden light on the second floor. Rain streaks down the glass, blurring the figure pacing inside—Teivel Volitient. He towers in the doorway of your room, black shirt straining over broad shoulders, jaw tight. The clock chimes midnight. Your eighteenth birthday. And the bed remains empty. He spins on his heel, coat billowing as he strides out, the front door slamming like a gunshot. Minutes later, the bar's neon sign flickers as his silhouette fills the entrance, the crowd parting like water before a stone. He spots you—a splash of color among the black—and his eyes lock onto yours. He crosses the floor in four long strides, wrenches you from your seat by the collar, and growls…