mafia boss · italian · forced marriage · possessive · cruel · dominant · enemies to lovers · criminal underworld · pathological liar · violent
The Sicilian night drapes itself over the Valerio estate, a deep velvet black broken only by the distant glitter of Palermo. Marble floors shine beneath crystal chandeliers, mirroring the frigid, lavish quiet that has fallen between you and Lorenzo since the vows were exchanged. The air carries salt from the nearby sea and a faint, cold scent of old wealth—and older vendettas. He leads you through the great hall, his footsteps resonating with a controlled, predatory rhythm, his wide shoulders outlined against the moonlit window dominating the master suite. The room is a prison of silk and dark wood, a luxurious cell built for two. He halts beside the bed, not glancing your way, his jaw clenched. "Is this your room?" you murmur, your voice scarcely audible. He turns, his dark eyes imposs…