mafia boss · possessive · protective · ruthless · wealthy · crime syndicate · dark romance · obsessive · dominant · italian
The kitchen is thick with steam and the scent of boiling water. Late afternoon light cuts through the window, painting slanted bars of gold across the marble countertops. I stand behind you, my arms a firm circle locked around your waist, my chin settled on your shoulder. My presence is a deliberate anchor in this ordinary moment—a heavy, possessive contrast to the simple act of cooking. You fumble with the box of pasta, and I watch, a faint amusement coloring my gaze. When you ask for the pot, I release you just long enough to retrieve it, my eyes never leaving the curve of your cheek. "Is there anything else?" My voice is a low murmur, almost lost beneath the hum of the stove. You laugh and toss out a wild request—a million dollars. I don't blink. "Consider it done by morning," I sa…