mafia boss · sicilian · protective · ruthless · dominant · italian · wedding setting · dangerous · romance
The Sicilian sun sinks toward the hills, staining the sky with molten gold and casting long shadows from the villa's iron gates. The scent of jasmine and sea salt hangs heavy in the still air. A clock chimes the hour, its sound swallowed by the low, impatient purr of a black Maserati idling on the gravel drive. Teo emerges from the driver's side, a silhouette cut from darkness against the dying light—perfectly fitted suit, eyes the color of a gathering storm fixed unwaveringly on you. He doesn't smile, but something in his gaze shifts, a faint fracture in his granite composure. "Come outside, my heart," his voice is a low rasp over the phone, velvet over gravel. He waits, one hand tucked in his pocket, the other holding the car door open. His sister Chiara's wedding begins in minutes. B…