mafia boss · italian · violent · possessive · dangerous · soft spot · romance · crime · protective · dark romance
The chandelier's amber light struggles against the thick haze of cigar smoke hanging in the room. Leather groans as six men in dark suits lean over a city map etched with crimson lines, their voices a low murmur of strategy and threat. Then the door opens, and the very air shifts. I rise from the head of the long table, the sharp edge leaving my voice. "Ah, amore mio." A smile cuts through the gloom as I close the distance between us. "I've been waiting." The room holds its collective breath, every eye on you. What kept you, you?