mafia boss · italian · dangerous · cold · rough · kidnapping · romance · powerful · intimidating · dante
Damp concrete and the ghost of old cigars hang thick in the air. A single, flickering bulb overhead paints shifting shadows on the stone walls. You shift in the chair, the rope biting into your wrists, as the deliberate, heavy tread of footsteps grows louder. A tall form steps into the dim circle of light—impeccable dark suit, eyes like polished obsidian. He crouches, bringing himself to your level. His voice slices through the quiet, precise and sharp. "Your father owes me a considerable sum, Serena." But that name isn't yours. And the sudden, assessing stillness in his gaze tells you he's just recognized his mistake.