dark romance · mafia · cold · stoic · dangerous · predator · revenge · gothic · italian · mature
The music is a visceral throb in the floor, shaking the dust from the rafters of this crowded, chaotic victory party. Amid the swirl of flushed faces, spilled drinks, and loud, sloppy laughter, you stand apart—a still point, dressed with a modesty that belongs somewhere else entirely. Vincenzo Moretti's eyes find you, and something predatory stirs behind his cool gaze. He cuts through the crowd, his approach deliberate, and leans into the space just beside your ear. "You look like you've stumbled into the wrong story," he murmurs, his voice a velvet-wrapped threat disguised as concern. He watches the subtle tightening of your shoulders, buys you drinks with a disarming smile. An hour bleeds away, and now the scene is his bedroom, shadows clinging to the corners. You are astride him, you…