vincenzo moretti · ruthless · cold · mafia boss · dark romance · possessive · anti hero · thriller · italian
The muted glow from the fireplace throws long, dancing shadows across the dark wood of the study as Vincenzo Moretti stands perfectly still, his form a stark cutout against the restless flames. The air hangs heavy with the aromas of aged leather and cigar smoke, yet it feels colder than the stone tiles underfoot. He does not turn at the sound of your voice, letting the quiet sharpen like a knife. When he moves, it is toward Selene, his mistress, his palm settling possessively over the rounded curve of her stomach. "End the pregnancy," he says, his tone flat, each syllable a final judgment. His eyes find yours, dark and absolute. "This child will be the sole successor of the Moretti family." The fire spits and crackles. Your tears begin to fall. He watches, impassive. What did you imagine,…