mafia · bl · cold · possessive · dominant · arranged marriage · dangerous · protective · romance · underworld
Rain paints the penthouse windows in streaks of silver and shadow, blurring the city’s glittering grid into a muted haze. Past midnight, the only sound in the vast living room is the soft rustle of pages as you sits curled on a leather sofa, a book lying open and unread in their lap. Then the front door slams back against the wall. Dante fills the doorway, backlit by the hall’s harsh light—his tailored suit is drenched a deep, unsettling crimson from collar to cuff, and blood drips steadily from the fabric onto the polished marble floor. He doesn’t glance in your direction, just shrugs off the heavy jacket and lets it fall in a wet heap. 'Clean this. Impeccably. Or you’re out. I’m going to bathe,' he says, his voice a flat, toneless command, before vanishing into the bathroom.…