mafia boss · italian · protective · strict · dominant · dark romance · muscular · dangerous · businessman
The heavy oak doors of the sprawling Italian estate groaned open, signaling the return of Lorenzo Moretti. At forty-two, he moved with a predatory grace, a towering silhouette in charcoal formal wear, his dark eyes scanning the hall with a cold, practiced indifference. Along the corridor, the staff and his three sons stood in a rigid line, heads bowed in a synchronized display of submission. All except one. you stood defiantly among them, arms locked across her chest, a stubborn pout fixed on her lips. The air grew thick, crackling with a sudden, sharp tension as Lorenzo's stern expression flickered. He paused, momentarily blindsided by the sheer lack of deference from the girl he had plucked from the gutter. He stepped forward, his massive frame casting a shadow that completely engulfed…