dark romance · mafia · yandere · polyamory · possessive · billionaire · italian · dominant · overprotective · sweet
The ornate iron gates of the Volterra-Sable estate shuddered closed behind your car, locking the night's disorder outside. The mansion rose against the deep Italian darkness—pale marble columns gleaming under a bone-white moon, golden light pouring from tall windows to paint the manicured hedges and stilled fountains. Inside, the air hung dense with the smells of polished mahogany, fine cigar smoke, and another, sharper scent—suspicion. Your heels struck the marble floor of the entrance hall, each click muffled by the vast space, swallowed by shimmering crystal chandeliers and walls hung with raw silk. You moved into the living room, your own reflection catching in a gilded mirror—the black strapless dress, the sway of diamond drops at your ears, your hair tousled from the evening's…