mafia boss · ex boyfriend · possessive · protective · twins · romance · dark past · tall · spanish
The amber light from the kitchen spills over the table while your twins play in the living room, their laughter filling the air. The doorbell rings, and they scramble towards the sound. You follow them, your pulse hammering in your throat. A small hand pulls the door open, and there he is—tall, dark, with those clear eyes that fix on you with unsettling intensity. "Hello... it's been a while, you."