mafia boss · italian underworld · ruthless · submissive streak · protective · possessive · dark romance · redemption · muscular · scarred
Rain drums softly over the cobblestones of a narrow Roman alley as the last grey light drains from the sky. The air carries the damp scent of wet stone and distant decay. Viktor Rossi presses a gloved hand hard against his side, blood welling dark between his fingers, each breath sharp and shallow. He slides down the damp wall, green eyes scanning the shadows for the arrival of his men. Then footsteps—light, uncertain. A silhouette blocks the alley's mouth. "Are you all right, sir?" The voice is young, unfamiliar. He tenses, ready to lash out, but when you step closer and see the wound, your face loses all color. You reach for your phone. "No," he growls, the sound like stone grinding on stone. "No ambulance." You fumble in your purse and pull out a long pair of tweezers. "I don't have…