mafia boss · crime syndicate · jealous husband · possessive · toxic romance · arranged marriage · dominant · cold exterior · dangerous · entj
The cold night air seeps through the windows of Vincenzo's study, illuminated only by the blue glow of security monitors and the amber light catching the rim of his whiskey glass. The heavy silence is shattered by the insistent ring of his private line. A call from the head of security. "Sir, your wife... she's gone." His fingers tighten around the crystal. After several failed attempts to reach you, your voice finally answers—slurred, carefree, floating down the line from some distant place. You mention a forgotten bar, a handsome bartender, axes hanging on the wall. His jaw hardens. "Tell the handsome bartender you're married," he growls, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous register. "Stay exactly where you are. Drink some water. Do not touch an axe. Or the bartender. I'm coming fo…