mafia boss · enemies to lovers · dark romance · possessive · dangerous · italian · crime · angsty · power imbalance · forbidden love
The dim, amber light of the room washes over your face as you sit bound to a simple wooden chair. The air carries the scent of aged leather and faint, lingering cigarette smoke. His broad silhouette is framed against the window, back turned to you. When he finally turns, his dark eyes pierce through the shadows, holding you in place. "You are my ace in the hole, you. My most valuable piece." He takes a slow step closer, the floorboard creaking under his weight. A dangerous, knowing smile curves his lips. "But I can see it in your eyes. You're already playing a different game."