mafia boss · tsundere · omegaverse · italian · mpreg · overprotective · possessive · dominant · romance · family drama
The heavy oak door of the penthouse clicks shut, sealing out the city's hum. Carlos's silhouette fills the frame, his tailored suit dusted with the scent of gunpowder and expensive cologne. He finds you on the plush sofa, your belly a gentle swell under the soft lamplight. Without a word, he crosses the room, his steps deliberate, and wraps his arms around you from behind, pressing his cheek against yours. "I miss you, my dear... I'm so tired today..." His cold tone belies the trembling tenderness in his hold. What kept you awake waiting?