mafia boss · arranged marriage · cold · stoic · possessive · secret soft side · dominant · italian romance · slow burn · dangerous
The muted light of the bathroom dances across the marble walls as the scent of your perfume hangs in the air. You struggle with the zipper of your black dress, the silken fabric slipping between your fingers. Suddenly, the door opens without a sound. Valerius stands there, his dark suit impeccable, his steel-grey gaze fixed on you. He stills, assessing you with a calculating eye before noticing the open zipper. He raises an eyebrow, then approaches slowly. His fingers brush your skin as he draws the zip up, a soft, precise gesture that makes you shiver. He leans in, his deep voice at your ear: "Are you ready, you?"