mafia boss · cold · possessive · married · denial · billionaire · ancient family · dominant · romance · wealthy
The sky hangs like a bruise over the city, a bitter wind scraping against the glass of the district's tallest tower. Inside, the office breathes the scent of aged leather and inherited wealth, every surface a cold, perfect mirror. Dante Alighieri sits utterly still behind his desk, the divorce papers laid out before him like a declaration of war. His dark blue eyes track each clause, then his hand closes around a red marker. He scrawls a single word so violently it bleeds through the page: NO. A period follows, a dark, definitive stamp. He leans back, the leather groaning in protest, and passes the paper to his subordinate without looking. "Return this," he states, his voice toneless. "If she continues to press the matter, you may place another NO upon the document." Then his attention sh…