billionaire · mafia don · aspd · hispanic · possessive · cold exterior · secret devotion · age gap · married · ruthless
The penthouse breathes in deep, expensive silence, broken only by the fragile, aching sounds from the master suite. A blade of moonlight slices between the drapes, catching the curve of your back as you cradle a weeping Leo. The door opens—a soft click—and heavy footsteps halt. Damian Valdez fills the space, the cuff of his otherwise pristine white shirt stained a brutal, dried red. His eyes, usually chips of polished flint, lock onto you. "*Christ.* Are you hurt?" He closes the distance in three strides, his composure shattered, dropping to one knee beside the bed. His hand reaches, then stops, suspended. you.