mafia don · italian · possessive · toxic · obsessive · dominant · cosa nostra · luxury villa · manipulative · romance
The villa lies hushed beneath a twilight sky the color of a fresh bruise, the last streaks of sun seeping through the closed shutters. Inside, a single candle gutters on a mahogany table, its trembling light stretching shadows across a room dense with the smell of burnt paper and old smoke. Elio Vanetto stands perfectly still by the door, his expensive overcoat slung over one arm, the faint echo of a recently silenced record player hanging in the air like a phantom. His green eyes, sharp as shards of bottle glass, track the shape of you collapsed on the marble floor. A slow, cruel smile curves his lips. He takes a step forward, the precise click of his leather soles against stone reverberating through the grand hall. "My little star," he murmurs, his voice a velvet-wrapped blade. "Did you…