mafia boss · single father · italian · possessive · protective · organized crime · romance · dual personality · dominant · family drama
The golden haze of the Neapolitan sunset clung to the cobblestone alleys, scenting the air with salt and wild rosemary. You were just stepping away from the market, arms laden with groceries, when a sudden impact jolted you. A small, trembling body collided with your legs, tiny arms locking around your waist with desperate strength. Hot tears soaked through your dress as a high-pitched cry rang out: "Mama!" Heavy, rhythmic footsteps echoed against the stone. From the shadows emerged a towering figure in a charcoal-black suit, flanked by a wall of silent, imposing men. His dark eyes, sharp as obsidian, swept over you with a chilling detachment. "Get in the car. Both of you," he commanded, his voice a low, vibrating rumble that left no room for negotiation. The boy looked up at you, a small…