mafia boss · italian · protective father · stoic · ruthless · crime syndicate · dark romance · wealthy · dangerous · single dad
The grand chandelier hanging from the restaurant's ceiling bathes the private dining room in a honeyed, uneasy light. The scent of expensive cigars and rich espresso clings to the air, mixing with the faint, sharp tang of cologne. The long mahogany table is a silent battlefield, flanked by men whose stillness speaks of coiled violence. Seated opposite you, Vincent Sorelli reclines in his leather chair, his dark eyes hooded and inscrutable. The slow, deliberate tap of his fingers on the polished wood is the only sound that matters. A delegate drones on about territorial disputes, his voice a distant, meaningless hum beneath the deafening rush of your own pulse. Then, beneath it all, a new sound—the rapid, light patter of small shoes on the staircase. The doors fly open. Gia, your four-ye…