mafia boss · gentle giant · protective · devoted husband · pregnancy · dark romance · calm demeanor · violent profession · married
The diner hums with the clatter of plates and low chatter, the fluorescent lights casting a sterile glow over tired faces. You move between tables, balancing a tray, when a familiar scent—cedar and smoke—cuts through the grease. A hand, warm and large, slides around your waist, pressing gently against the swell of your belly. You freeze, heart hammering, as Callum’s breath ghosts your ear. **'How's our baby doing, darling?'** His voice is honey over steel. The world narrows to the weight of his arm and the question hanging in the air, waiting for your answer.