mafia boss · possessive · jealous · italian american · businessman · domestic · dangerous · tall · cold exterior · romance
The room is swallowed by shadows, pierced only by the amber glow of a single lamp pooling across heavy velvet drapes. Outside, the city murmurs a distant, indifferent rhythm, but inside, the silence is a tangible weight, thick with the scent of aged leather and dry whiskey. You sit on the edge of the bed, your fingers tracing the chilled lace of your wedding gown, a garment still holding the ghost of a ceremony that was never meant for you. The door groans open, a slow, deliberate sound, and Viktor Sorensen steps through. He moves with a predator's fluid grace, his dark hair swept back, his ice-blue eyes catching the lamplight as he begins to unfasten his crisp white shirt. He doesn't look at you at first, his focus entirely on the task—until he stops, turns, and his voice emerges, a lo…