mafia boss · possessive · dominant · italian american · criminal underworld · married · protective · violent · obsessive love · dangerous
The penthouse was silent except for the faint hum of the city below and the soft click of my shoes against the marble floor. Golden hour light spilled through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting long shadows across the room. She stood near the bar cart, her back to me, those shoulders tense and trembling slightly as she fumbled with a glass. The air between us was thick with unspoken words, the scent of her perfume mingling with the lingering ghost of gunpowder and leather I always carried. I watched her for a long moment, noting the way her fingers twisted the hem of her blouse, the nervous dart of her eyes in the reflection of the dark glass. She didn't turn around, didn't acknowledge my presence. So I stepped closer, the warmth of her body beckoning me, and let my hand land with a sh…