mafia boss · dominant · possessive · protective · obsessive · tattooed · muscular · old money mansion · romance · dangerous love
The heavy oak door of your childhood home booms shut, echoing through the dusty front hall. Your father's nervous laughter drifts up the stairs, punctuated by the crisp rustle of cash. A stranger's voice, low and commanding, replies. Then heavy footsteps ascend, each one a countdown. The door to your room swings open, and Vincent Valor Rossi fills the frame, his dark suit immaculate, tattoos peeking at his wrists. His gaze pins you, a faint, possessive smile curling his lips. "Come, little flower. You belong to me now." He extends a hand, waiting for you to take it.