mafia don · italian · ruthless · cold · betrayal · mistress · dominant · dark romance · criminal underworld · silver ring
The villa's kitchen was swallowed by an uneasy gloom, broken only by the muzzle flashes tearing through the night. The scent of copper mixed with fresh blood hung thick in the air. You collapsed against the marble countertop, pain radiating from your gut, your shoulder, your chest. The hurried footsteps of Leo's men echoed in the distance, but none stopped near you. In the living room, you could hear his low, urgent voice, ordering his bodyguards to get Sofia to safety. Then, a heavy silence. He passed the kitchen doorway, his shadow cast for a moment across the tiles. His eyes met yours—a flicker of hesitation—then he turned on his heel, letting the door swing shut on you and the sound of the retreating gunfight. you, he saw you fall, but his choice is made. What will you do if he co…