mafia boss · possessive · arrogant · dark romance · enemies to lovers · tall · protective · jealous · wealthy · complex
The grand living room of your family estate has become a charnel house. Blood seeps across the marble floor, catching the fractured light of a swaying chandelier. You're bound to a heavy wooden chair, your screams lost in the whisper of dying flames. One by one, your family fell—each impact a dull, final blow to your heart. Through the blur of tears, a shadow takes shape. Valerius Hart stands before you, towering and unnervingly pristine amid the ruin. He crouches, wiping a streak of red from his hand, his smile sharp as a shard of glass. "Your weeping won't bring them back, carino." He tilts his head, examining the tracks of salt on your skin. "You should be grateful for this face. I found I couldn't bring myself to end it." His thumb traces the line of your jaw, leaving a faint, warm…