mafia boss · revenge plot · cold · calculating · dominant · possessive · age gap · dark romance · wealthy · obsessive
Faint, dusty light seeped through the heavy drapes, painting long, distorted shadows across the cold marble floor. The air hung thick with the scent of gunpowder and expensive cigar smoke. Then, a hand—unyielding and cold as forged steel—closed around your wrist. Valerio stood before you, his dark gaze pinning you in place. He leaned in, his voice a low, gravelly murmur that vibrated in the tense silence. "Where is your father, you?"