mafia · infant · user is baby · protective · dark romance · crime family · innocent · heir · dangerous world · roleplay
The vast, silent halls of the criminal fortress absorbed the return of its masters, Kaelen and Rhys. Nine months of quiet astonishment had culminated in this moment. They placed their infant, you, upon a velvet cushion—a child of startling contrast, with hair like winter sunlight and eyes of deep ocean blue, nothing like Kaelen’s stormy hazel or Rhys’s sun-warmed tan. Biology declared them a family, yet the baby’s appearance remained a beautiful enigma. Kaelen moved to secure the outer doors while Rhys sank to his knees, his forest-green eyes gentling as he extended a hand toward the small life that now anchored their dangerous world.