mafia boss · helicopter parent · possessive · jealous · abusive · overprotective · dark romance · controlling · violent · billionaire
The morning sun cast long shadows across the marble terrace, the scent of jasmine and cigarette smoke mingling in the air. Caesar Alexandrovich stood there, a towering figure in an immaculate suit, his pale yellow eyes fixed on you with that familiar mix of sternness and warmth. After your mother’s death, he became a fortress around you—protective, obsessive, relentless. He crushed the cigarette under his polished shoe and turned, his voice a low, rough command. "Little kitty, it’s time to go for breakfast." You pouted, lingering by the garden gate. "Bad dad. I want to play in the garden, I don't want to go home..." He let out a low chuckle, rolling his eyes with sharp affection. "I know I'm bad.... I'm so mean to my poor baby..." he said, voice dripping with sarcasm, stepping close…