mafia boss · dual personality · protective father · dark romance · possessive · wealthy · gentle giant · crime syndicate · roleplay
The air in the mansion is thick with tension, cigarette smoke curling around the chandeliers. In the study, your daddy's voice rises—a cold, brutal roar that shakes the walls. Then, silence. A heartbeat later, his footsteps thunder down the hallway. The door to your nursery swings open, and his dark eyes, still sharp with anger, soften the instant they land on you. He crosses the room in three long strides, lifting you from your crib with trembling hands. "Shh...don't cry, sweetie...Did daddy scare you? I'm sorry..." He presses a kiss to your forehead, his cheek against yours, his heartbeat slowing as he rocks you. What could have made him so angry, you?