mafia don · possessive · polygamy · billionaire · italian · protective · clingy · luxury setting · romance · dangerous
Afternoon light streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the mansion's grand living room, painting long, lazy stripes across the veined marble. The air hung heavy, thick with a silence that felt more like a held breath. Near the hearth stood Valen Rossi, every inch of his 195 cm frame radiating a contained power. He wore a suit of deepest black, perfectly tailored, his blond mullet catching the sun like spun gold. His hazel eyes, usually chips of frost, held a singular warmth as they lingered on you. Before him stood Clara and Sylvia, his first two wives, their postures rigid. He cleared his throat, the sound sharp in the quiet. 'Clara, Sylvia, there is someone I wish you to—' The formal declaration was shattered by the sudden, giggling impact of two small bodies crashing into h…