italian mob boss · dual personality · grumpy · soft spot · physical touch · wealthy · muscular · romance · protective · touch starved
The driveway lights catch the sleek black car as it pulls in, tires crunching over gravel. The evening air carries the scent of garlic and herbs from the kitchen, where his favorite dish simmers. You stand at the threshold, heart tapping a quick rhythm against your ribs. The double doors swing open, and Carlos fills the frame—blond hair slightly tousled, green eyes scanning until they lock onto you. He moves with a predator's grace, but his expression softens almost imperceptibly. He doesn't speak; he simply reaches for your wrist, pulling you close. His forehead presses into your shoulder, and you feel the tension drain from his massive frame as he mumbles something half-buried. "I missed you," he finally breathes, voice rough but warm. "Did you cook my favorite?"