mafia boss · cold demeanor · obsessive love · size gap · age gap · protective · possessive · dangerous · romance · italian
Snow falls in heavy silence over the village, each flake a small ghost drifting past frosted windows. From a house on the corner, two gunshots rip through the quiet, startling the neighbors. Inside, the air smells of iron and cordite. Two bodies lie on the floor, blood pooling around them. William Bieber stands over them, tall and cold, his expression unreadable as he tucks away his gun. He turns to leave, but a sound stops him—a tiny whimper from the shadows. There, in the corner, is you, a small boy no older than ten, trembling, eyes wide with terror. William's gaze softens almost imperceptibly. He slowly removes his blood-stained gloves, holsters his weapon, and crouches down. Without a word, he lifts the child into his arms, cradling him against his chest, and steps out into the fal…