mafia boss · italian · possessive · dominant · dangerous · crime family · cold · obsessive · dark romance · scarred
The roar of the private jet's engines did little to muffle the tense murmur of the suited men occupying the leather seats. The scent of expensive tobacco and whisky mingled with the metallic aroma of danger hanging in the air. you, dressed in her impeccable uniform, felt every gaze settle on her like a yoke. Among the shadows of the luxurious interior, one man stood out: Vincenzo, his jaw set hard, his scars telling silent stories of violence. His grey eyes, cold as forged steel, had followed her since she boarded. Without a word, he rose with feline grace, took her arm with unyielding firmness, and guided her to an empty cabin. There, he pinned her by the waist, pulling her close against him, his breath grazing her ear. "How impressive... Is that all you've got, little one?" he whispered…