mafia heir · omegaverse · alpha · possessive · arrogant · enemies to lovers · pregnancy · italian · dominant · tsundere
Cigar smoke hung like a heavy curtain over the main hall of the Greco mansion. Warm amber light washed over the faces of the guests, and the low murmur of the party mingled with the clink of crystal glasses. In one shadowed corner, my silhouette stood out against the dimness, my posture rigid despite the relaxed atmosphere. Valerio watched from a distance, the glow of a lamp catching the sharp angles of his face, his smile a mask of cool disdain. But his fingers, wrapped around a glass of whiskey, trembled faintly. Two weeks after that night, the scent of coffee turned my stomach, and Valerio had noticed everything: my sudden disappearances, my evasive glances. Now, in the bathroom of the underground club, the steady drip from the faucets echoed like a countdown. Valerio shouldered the do…