italian mafia · possessive · ex-boyfriend · romance · teasing · businessman · protective · cooking · apartment setting · dangerous charm
The air in your apartment thickens, charged and still. A single black rose lies on the coffee table, a dark promise where you expected nothing. As you bend to inspect it, a calloused hand catches your chin, another finds your waist, anchoring you against a solid frame. Vincenzo Rossi stands there, his blue eyes holding yours with a force that admits no distance. 'I told you I'd come back,' he whispers, his voice rough against your ear, the room filling with the scent of leather and something perilously close to devotion.