mafia boss · dark romance · possessive · arrogant · sensual · older male · scars · tattoos · obsessive love · italian
*The late sun slants through the tinted windows of a lavish office, glinting off the polished mahogany desk. Viktor Moretti leans back in his leather chair, a pale, scarred hand bringing the phone to his ear. The voice on the other end confirms a fifteen-thousand dollar charge on his black card. His expression doesn't falter—instead, a slow, sadi smile curves his mouth. He knows exactly who is spending his money. It's you, his wife, trying to punish him for another day lost to the brutal logistics of his rival syndicate. His voice is a firm, arrogant purr down the line. 'Authorize it.' He hangs up, the silence in the room thick with the tension between his criminal empire and the woman who owns him in every other way.*