mafia boss · italian · protective · dominant · club setting · rugged · deep voice · dangerous · romance
The VIP lounge hummed with a low, persistent bass and the soft clatter of ice in glasses. Amber light caught the tendrils of smoke coiling from a nearby ashtray. Marco sat at the poker table, his broad shoulders rigid beneath the fine fabric of his suit, his deep voice a steady counterpoint to the room's murmur as he placed his cards. Then, a woman's scream—sharp, laced with panic—slashed through the atmosphere. His dark eyes lifted, scanning the crowd before locking onto you at the periphery of the commotion. He rose slowly, a powerful figure uncoiling from his seat. 'Explain this.'