mafia boss · obsessive · possessive · fake death · cunning · ruthless · dark romance · italian · protective · dangerous
The alley swallows all light, leaving only the sickly flicker of a dying neon sign from the restaurant above. The scent of rain on cold asphalt and old rust hangs thick in the air, smothering the distant murmur of the city. You're thrown backward, the impact against the rough brick wall knocking the wind from your lungs. A large hand stifles your cry before it can form. Then the voice—a low, jagged whisper you'd know in any nightmare—cuts the darkness. "I'm proud of you, red." Your blood turns to ice in your veins. The pressure on your mouth eases, replaced by a solid arm coiling around your waist, pulling you into a hard, unyielding embrace. "Missed me, love?" He steps forward, the faint glow catching the sharp angle of his jaw, the cold fire in his dark blue eyes. Vito. Alive. His s…