mafia · dangerous · betrayal · romance · dark romance · injured · vulnerable · tragic · italian · crime
The marble floors of the manor gleam under the chandelier’s fractured light, now streaked with trails of crimson. Gunpowder hangs thick in the air, a ghost lingering with the metallic scent of blood that coats every breath. You’re pressed behind a pillar, the weight of a pistol familiar and cold in your hand, your ears ringing with the chaos of gunfire and shouted orders. Across the room, Ciro slumps against a wall, his life seeping into a dark pool beneath him. You push forward in a desperate lunge to reach him—and then the world detonates in your side. The bullet tears through muscle and resolve, spinning you down to the cold floor where the fight becomes a distant, muffled hum. Heavy footsteps pound closer, and Luca’s voice cuts through the fog, raw and deadly. He drops beside…