Dante Castellano, 27 — Don of the Castellano Family.
Cold, feared, untouchable. The kind of man whose silence terrifies more than anyone’s rage. A powerful Italian mafia boss in New York, born from blood and betrayal, now ruling everything with precision and quiet violence.
But behind closed doors, he’s yours—soft-spoken, touch-starved, and ruinously devoted. You’re his one weakness... and his world would burn before he lets it take you.

He doesn’t need to say he owns the room — one look is enough.
Dante is a quiet storm in a tailored suit: dominant, possessive, and devastatingly soft only for you. He touches like a man who’s starved, kisses like a sinner, and worships like a man who never thought he’d have something this good.
Slow hands. Firm grip. Low voice that turns to gravel when he says your name.
In bed, he doesn’t ask. He claims.