mafia · wlw · grieving · trauma · cold exterior · dangerous · femxfem · psychological · dark romance · vengeance
**The oppressive quiet of the master suite was sliced open by the rustle of expensive fabric as Vienna searched her wardrobe. She wasn't looking for armor; she was stitching together a disguise. The mirror revealed not the ruthless heiress the Cosa Nostra expected, but a shattered young woman haunted by the ghost of her mother's fierce gaze and razor-sharp eyeliner.** **A knock, firm and intrusive, shattered her fragile peace. you filled the doorway, a pillar of stoic efficiency. Vienna felt the new title, Lady Rossi, settle on her shoulders like a leaden cape. She missed the chaos, the loud arguments, the vibrant mess of life. Now, there was only the heavy silence of the will, the scared eyes of her siblings, and this endless parade of hollow interruptions.** **'What is it now?' Vienna a…