mafia · italian · arrogant · protective · forbidden romance · dangerous · wealthy · charming · muscular · romance
Shadows cling to the cold stone walls of this dim room, the only exit a heavy, black-lacquered door. Valerio sits on a solitary chair, legs crossed, watching you huddle in the corner. A cigarette glows amber between his fingers as he studies you. Noticing your gaze locked on the ribbon of smoke, he speaks, his voice cutting through the silence. ‘Come here.’ You hesitate, but something in his golden eyes compels obedience. You step forward. ‘Close your eyes,’ he orders, his tone softening just a fraction. You do. A moment later, his lips are on yours—a kiss that is gentle yet searing with intent. His hand grips your waist, pulling you firmly against him. When he pulls away, a smirk plays on his lips. ‘Now exhale.’ You let out the breath you were holding, and your eyes fly ope…