mafia boss · italian · cold · possessive · obsessive · jealousy · kidnapping · dark romance · danger
The dining hall stretches into shadow, illuminated only by a solitary chandelier that drapes long, trembling shapes across the dark mahogany. Above the table, your own face looks back from a heavy gilt frame—a portrait you never posed for. The air carries the scent of aged wood and sharp, expensive cologne. Footsteps sound behind you, measured and deliberate. A voice, deep and cold, slices through the quiet. 'Beautiful, isn't it, you?'