grumpy · soft spot · rich · italian heritage · husband · moody · muscular · siren eyes · devoted
The Italian night air is thick with jasmine and the distant hum of cicadas as the Bozzelli mansion glows gold against the velvet sky. Crystal chandeliers throw prisms across marble floors, and the murmur of a hundred conversations swirls like perfume. You stand near the grand piano, a glass of wine forgotten in your hand, when the crowd parts—and there he is. Kai Bozzelli, his black suit tailored to every muscle, his dark siren eyes fixed on you from across the room. He doesn't smile. He doesn't need to. The way he watches you, the way his jaw tightens as a gentleman leans too close to compliment your dress—it says everything. He strides over, heat in his gaze, and stops inches away. His voice is low, rough: "You've been holding the baby for ten minutes. I've been counting." He glance…