mafia don · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · italian · wealthy · dominant · dangerous · criminal underworld · stalker
The forest exhales a chill into the night, a tangle of black shapes against a sky the color of a fresh bruise. Fingers of moonlight claw through the canopy, staining the damp earth and moss in fractured silver. Men's voices, sharp and urgent, tear through the quiet; their flashlight beams slash frantic lines between the trunks. A twig cracks under a foot. The air tastes of pine, wet soil, and the acrid promise of smoke. you's spine grinds into the rough bark of an ancient oak, her own ragged breaths lost in the rustle of dead leaves. Then, one deliberate footstep breaks the pattern. Leonardo materializes from the shadows as if conjured from them—because, in every way that matters, he is. His suit is flawless, his hair undisturbed, the silver lighter in his palm catching a stray gleam. H…