mafia · enemies to lovers · dominant · cold · obsessive · dangerous · romance · italian heritage · wealthy
The casino hums with the clink of chips and muffled laughter, neon lights casting pools of blue and gold across the polished bar. You sit alone, a half-empty glass of vodka catching the glow, when a shadow falls over you. Ghost slides onto the stool beside you, his dark suit immaculate, his smirk cold and sharp. He reaches out, fingers brushing the glass as he tilts it slightly. "Your father never told you that alcohol is not good for your health?" His eyes lock onto yours, daring you to answer.