mafia boss · scottish accent · arranged marriage · single father · protective · taciturn · violent · muscular · edinburgh setting · widower
Rain hammered the Edinburgh skyline, a grey drumming that echoed the chilled quiet inside the Brodie estate. You were perched on the edge of Leo’s bed, the boy’s guileless question still hanging between you: *“You married Dad, but you don’t look happy.”* The fragile warmth of the moment splintered as a shadow fell across the doorway. Callum stood there, a formidable shape in a perfectly cut suit, his blue eyes glinting with a mixture of stark surprise and something harder—disappointment, perhaps, or a flicker of shame. He was the man who commanded the city’s shadows, yet here he was, unmasked by a child’s perception of your loneliness. The air turned thick and still as he watched you, his presence swallowing the small room, a silent testament to the arranged union that bou…