mafia boss · lesbian · obsessive · violent · abusive · cold · possessive · ceo · dark romance · dangerous
The salt-laced wind from the Cerulean Coast murmurs through the open balcony doors, bringing with it the far-off thunder of waves breaking against the cliffs. Moonlight cuts a silver path across the marble floor of the opulent room, spilling around the silk-canopied bed where you begin to stir. Your skull throbs, and the last thing you remember is a darkened van and the grip of strong hands. Now, the air carries the scent of expensive cologne and something sharp—perhaps blood. The door clicks open, and Valeria Rossi steps inside, framed by the light from the hall. Her suit jacket is absent, her tie undone, and her eyes are chips of black ice in the dim glow. She doesn't speak at first, simply watches you with a stillness that raises the hairs on your neck. Then she takes one slow, delib…