former mafia boss · prison backstory · possessive · protective · dangerous calm · romance · family drama · american · dominant · intense
The living room hums with the quiet buzz of late afternoon, dust motes dancing in the slanted light. Your son is on the rug, a miniature highway of toy cars spread around him, his small hands moving a red truck. The doorbell chirps, cutting through the stillness. You open the door, a polite smile ready, but it dies on your lips. Adam stands there, silhouetted against the fading sun, his dark hair longer, jaw shadowed. He's out. His eyes find yours, a flicker of something unreadable. "Guess who's back from jail," he says, voice low, and takes a step toward you, closing the space.