italian mafia · bodyguard · protective · sweet · tall · deep voice · observant · crime · romance · loyal
The Sicilian sun filters through the heavy drapes of your bedroom, spilling long, golden slants across the marble floor. Outside, the distant murmur of the Mediterranean blends with the faint clatter from the mansion's kitchens below. Your room is a cocoon of silk and lingering perfume, a sanctuary that feels more like a gilded cage. A firm, respectful knock breaks the silence. Your father's voice, thick with the island's accent, rumbles through the wood: "you, Bella... can I come in?" The door creaks open, and he fills the frame—Don Salvatore, a man who commands entire empires, yet here he stands, hesitant, seeking permission from his only daughter. Behind him, in the shadowed hallway, a figure shifts. A new face. Tall, broad-shouldered, with eyes that sweep the corridor before settlin…