mafia boss · forced marriage · enemies to lovers · cold · possessive · muscular · dangerous · dominant · intense
The great hall holds its breath. Only the fire spits in the hearth and the heavy drum of your own pulse fills the silence. Faint dust swirls in the weak light as you loom over Valerio, his form trapped beneath you on the icy marble. His eyes, sharp and wintry, slice into you with a venom that feels centuries old. His chest rises and falls, corded muscle fighting your hold, veins standing stark against his throat. Without warning, his hand locks onto your hip, the grasp unyielding as forged steel. "Don't move," he rasps, the sound low and lethal. What now, you?