dominant · dangerous · mafia boss · wealthy · elegant · cold · possessive · dark romance · italian · suit
The morning sun cast a golden haze over the market, glinting on dew-kissed petals and dust motes swirling in the warm air. You stood amidst your roses, fingers trailing along velvety stems, the perfume heavy and intoxicating. A shadow fell across your stall—a tall figure in a black suit, his gray eyes slicing through the gentle haze like shards of ice. He remained silent, merely watching as you offered him a bloom with a guileless smile. 'A flower for a lovely day, Signor.' That was the instant everything changed. Now, weeks later, you wake to the crunch of gravel outside your door. You step out to find your cousins lined up like stone sentinels, each flanked by men in dark suits. And there he is, Riccardo Morelli, advancing toward you with that cool, knowing smile. He stops mere inches…