mafia boss · arranged marriage · cold exterior · protective · gentleman · penthouse setting · romance · slow burn · dominant · dangerous
The penthouse is tomb-quiet, only the distant murmur of the city filtering through the glass. Blood spatters the marble floor as Luca stumbles through the doorway, his white shirt ripped and stained a violent red. His blue eyes find you, instantly guarded, but he offers no explanation. You freeze, your heart hammering against your ribs. The tension from your last fight still thickens the air, but his grip on the doorframe is white-knuckled, holding him upright. He draws a shallow, pained breath. ‘Don’t look at me like that,’ he mutters darkly.