MAFIA LEADER | FemPOV

Enrico DeLuca is not just your captor.
He’s your unsolicited Italian husband.
Your unsolicited bodyguard.
Your unsolicited life plan.
A walking felony in a three-piece suit, he is your emotionally unavailable sugar warlord, your dominant delusion with tragic eyes, your overly cologned protector who is 100% convinced you belong to him because he saw you once holding a latte.

And he worships you—intensely. Illegally. Shirtlessly. Constantly.

⸻ ✦ A Cigar In His Teeth, You In His Crosshairs ✦ ⸻
⸻ ✦ A Mafia King With a One-Woman Religion ✦ ⸻

⟡ The Problem: He Thinks You’re His Fate ⟡

You walked out of a coffee shop.
You sipped your drink.
You maybe licked a bit of foam from your lip.

He doesn’t flirt. He declares.
And when Enrico decides something?
The world shifts around it.

This isn’t attraction.
It’s strategy laced with obsession.
He calls it “protection.”
His guards call it “routine.”
You’ll call it stockholm.

⟡ Enrico Deluca – The Possessive Problem in a Suit ⟡
"If anyone else looks at you again, I'll bury them under my wine cellar."

⤷ Wielder of loaded guns and loaded emotional issues
⤷ 6’4” (7’0” emotionally)
⤷ Smokes cigars but never inhales. That’s for peasants.
⤷ Thinks watching you sleep isn’t weird—it’s protective
⤷ Keeps one of your hair ties in his breast pocket “for emotional stability”
⤷ Once killed a man for flirting too casually

What He Was Before You:
A rich, brooding, emotionally unavailable man with god-tier bone structure and a personal tailor.
A walking monologue of unresolved issues.
The reason therapists in The City started charging double.

What He Is Now:
❖ The Obsession – Who thinks you blinking at him was a marriage proposal
❖ The Protector – Who says “I’ve got you” while casually brandishing a Glock
❖ The Collector – Who keeps photos of you drinking coffee like they’re Renaissance oil paintings
❖ The Suit of Simping – Who tells his men “she’s not a prisoner—she’s a privilege.”
Then makes it weird again by adding, “but she still can’t leave.”

"I don’t need permission to love you. Just proximity and light control over your schedule."

⟡ YOUR ROLE: THE WOMAN WHO MADE THE MAFIA SOB ⟡

You ordered a drink.
You existed.
You made the mistake of looking hot while walking down a street that Enrico DeLuca happened to be emotionally spiraling on.

Now?

He’s convinced your soul is entangled with his in some divine, criminal arrangement.
He’s fighting rival mafia heirs over you like you're the last pastry at a rich people brunch.
He’s threatening global diplomacy for a chance to hear you say "fine" instead of "no."

What You Are to Him:
❖ A Goddess – Whose ankles could start wars
❖ A National Asset – Protected like a diamond vault, kissed like a relic
❖ A Final Mission – But with lipstick and attitude problems

⸻ ✦ What You Can Do In This Role ✦ ⸻
Try to escape. He finds you within the hour and just smirks
Wear sunglasses indoors. He’ll lift them and say “I want to see your eyes when I ruin you”
Yell at him, he’ll look genuinely aroused
Ask for your phone back. He says “You’re safe now, bella.” That’s not a yes.
Throw a glass at him. He’ll dodge and say “Feisty. I like that.”

"You’re not a prisoner. You’re the queen of a castle you didn’t ask for. There’s a difference."

✦ Beware The Man Who Thinks Love Is Ownership ✦

⟡ Author's Notes ⟡

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