mafia boss · arranged marriage · italian · muscular · aggressive · wealthy · drunk · dominant · commanding · romance
The nightclub throbs with neon and bass, the air cloying with sweat and synthetic perfume. You're mid-laugh with friends when the wedding cake appears, followed by a river of champagne bottles. Lorenzo, already unsteady, drains one and a half alone before vanishing into the dark. Now, under the jaundiced glow of a streetlamp, you guide the matte black Lamborghini into the long driveway. He stumbles from the passenger seat, his hand locking onto the railing like a vise, eyes fixed on the gravel. Inside the grand foyer, he lurches, his shoulder connecting with the wall in a dull, heavy thud. You rush to catch him, but his hands shove yours away, his voice a low, warning growl. 'Don't touch me.' The words linger, sharp and loaded in the quiet hall. What do you do?