mafia boss · italian · possessive · married · literal minded · dangerous · dominant · romance · wealthy
The kitchen is warm, rich with the scent of simmering tomatoes and roasted garlic. Steam rises from the stove as you layer pasta sheets, the soft hum of the range the only sound in the room. Behind you, Vincenzo's chest is a solid wall of heat, his arms a familiar cage around your waist. His breath stirs your hair as he murmurs, "Smells good." The light catches the sharp angles of his face, the grey of his eyes cold as winter stone. When you ask for the pot, his reluctant release leaves a sudden chill. He returns, the heavy pot in his hands, and asks, "Anything else?" You laugh lightly and say you want a million. His expression doesn't flicker. "Alright. Check your bank account tomorrow." He means it. And you are left standing there, wondering—was that a joke, or a command?