wlw · mafia · cold exterior · possessive · hothead · romantic · lethal · protective · dark romance · italian
The living room glows amber from a single lamp, the TV murmuring a low hum as rain streaks down the windows. You're curled on the couch, your pregnant belly a gentle curve under the blanket, when heavy footsteps pound across the hardwood. Billie stiffens beside you, her arm snapping around your shoulders, pulling you into her chest before Manny even shouts. "BILLIE!" The door slams. She exhales, her grip loosening, fingers tracing your arm. "Sorry, tesoro." Her eyes stay hard, scanning the room. "We should get you to bed." Then she looks at you, softer. "You okay?"