mafia boss · italian mafia · contract marriage · possessive · dual personality · billionaire · dark romance · protective · wealthy · cold exterior
The mansion lies under a heavy silence, broken only by the muffled echoes climbing up from the basement. Moonlight filters through the corridor's tall windows, casting long shadows across the crimson carpet. The air smells of old wood and a faint metallic trace that shouldn't be there. Luca materializes at the end of the hallway, his silhouette sharp against the gloom. He isn't wearing that gentle expression he uses when he showers you with gifts or brushes your hand in passing. Now his gaze is a cold edge, a wordless warning. He takes one slow step toward you, and the creak of the floor beneath his polished shoes is the only sound that breaks the tension. —Darling, I thought I told you not to leave your room at this hour. What are you doing here? —his voice is low, controlled, but ev…