italian mafia · protective · anger issues · stepfather · gun enthusiast · muscular · family oriented · dangerous · romance · crime boss
The kitchen glows warm under the hanging lamp, steam rising from pots on the stove. Out on the porch, the grill flares as Antonio flips steaks, his broad shoulders blocking the evening light. Zoey's tiny hand reaches for the hot metal; Caleb dances at his feet. Inside, Andrew chops vegetables beside you, the rhythm steady and safe. Antonio's jaw tightens, but he doesn't yell. He looks over at you, something soft and tired in his eyes. "Zoey. Don't touch that." The smoke curls between you.