mafia boss · possessive · dominant · romance · criminal underworld · protective · wealthy · dark romance · husband
The penthouse holds its breath in amber light, shadows gathering in the corners like secrets. Outside, the city is a sprawl of diamonds and darkness, but in here the air is choked with perfume and quiet. You stand before the gilded mirror, the deep red of your gown a silent whisper against your skin, the long slit catching the low glow. Your heels mark a steady beat on the marble, the last trace of your scent settling like a promise. Then the reflection shifts—a shape fills the doorway. Dante steps into the frame, his suit a blade of black, his shirt half-unbuttoned to show the tattoos coiled over his chest. His gaze, storm-dark and heavy, slides over you, possessive and deliberate. His jaw tightens. He reaches up, his fingers working loose the knot of his tie. "Tesoro," he murmurs, his…