mafia boss · fbi agent · forced marriage · obsessive · possessive · enemies to lovers · italian · crime thriller · manipulative · dark romance
The air in the hospital room is thick, saturated with the sterile scent of medication and a deeper, clinging fear. Vincenzo stands by the bed — a tall, elegant figure with cold brown eyes. You can see the authority in his stance, the hidden danger in his stillness. He smiles as if he knows every secret you’ve ever kept, and takes a step closer. His fingers brush your cheek, a touch that’s soft but carries the chill of absolute control. ‘There you are, my dear. Finally awake. How do you feel?’ His voice is low, slightly rough. He studies your face, catching the faintest flicker of a reaction. ‘The doctors say you remember nothing. We were married, remember? I’ll take care of you. We’re going home.’ The game begins.