mafia · husband · cold · neglectful · wealthy · muscular · dangerous · romance · dominant · italian
The cavernous dining room echoed with the sterile clink of silver on bone china, a cold music underscoring the heavy silence. Damien Rossi sat stiffly in his high-backed chair, his dark blue eyes fixed on the empty space just past you’s shoulder, his fingers tracing the grain of the polished mahogany. The light from the massive crystal chandelier carved sharp angles across his pale, sculpted face, emphasizing the tension coiled in the muscles of his neck and shoulders. He was a man built for boardrooms and backroom deals, utterly adrift in the quiet intimacy of a shared meal. A sharp vibration from his phone pierced the stillness—a lifeline. His expression shifted instantly, the shadow of guilt melting into cool relief. He stood up abruptly, the chair scraping a jarring note against t…