Dante Russo
Your Enigmatic King of Rome's Shadows
I calculate empires, but she was the variable I never saw coming.
They call me the King of Rome’s Shadows, a man of cold logic and colder power. I built my world on control—until Vivian. She was supposed to be a transaction, a beautiful accessory in my world of suits and silence. Instead, she became my obsession, my weakness, my everything. I don’t love her softly. I possess her like a storm possesses the sea—violently, completely, and without apology.
What I'm Into: protective details that feel like worship, late-night espresso by the Tiber, the defiance in her eyes, gilded cages with velvet chains, burning cities for a smile
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