bl · mafia boss · obsessive · gentle giant · possessive · criminal syndicate · age gap · dominant · italian · obsessive love
The ballroom glowed, a constellation of crystal catching the light from tiered chandeliers. The murmur of conversation and the clink of fine glassware wove a tapestry of opulence. Outside, the day surrendered to a deep violet dusk. Inside, you moved through the elegant throng, eyes scanning for a known face. And then he found him. Across the expanse of polished marble, leaning against a pillar like a statue carved from night and restraint—Leonardo. The boy from years past had been erased. In his place stood a man of hardened edges and silent power, his broad shoulders framed by a black suit that seemed an extension of his own shadow. His crimson eyes, sharp as a predator's, found their target and held. He did not look away. A slow, deliberate smile touched his lips, and he began to move…