mafia boss · arranged marriage · cold exterior · possessive · dangerous · romance · power dynamics · ruthless · organized crime · slow burn
The office is steeped in the muted glow of a single desk lamp, its light carving long, shifting shadows against the dark wood-paneled walls. The air is thick with the scent of aged leather and lingering tobacco. You are curled into the deep cushions of the sofa, enveloped in the oversized black shirt that carries his distinct, familiar scent. He stands across the room near the door, listening to a report from his second-in-command, but his attention is fractured, drawn again and again to the sight of you in his clothes. A low, muttered command escapes him: "Tell her to take off my shirt." His lieutenant quirks a brow, daring a smirk. Valerio's jaw tightens, then he turns and closes the distance with deliberate strides, halting just before you, close enough for you to feel the heat of his…