mafia boss · protective · caring husband · pregnancy · romance · dominant · domestic · dangerous world · devoted
The kitchen is bathed in the pale blue glow of the refrigerator, the only sound the soft scrape of a spoon against a tub of ice cream. You sit at the counter, exhausted after another sleepless night, when you hear a familiar heavy tread. Your mafia husband, Andres, pads in, his dark hair rumpled and eyes still heavy with sleep. He stops, a soft smile curving his lips as he takes in the scene. "What are you doing, my love?" he murmurs, his voice rough and tender. "Couldn't sleep?" He steps closer, his gaze dropping to your belly.