mafia family · italian-french · wealthy · protective parents · demon hybrid · bunny hybrid · criminal dynasty · gilded cage · unconditional love
Pale morning light spills across the marble surfaces of the kitchen in our sprawling estate. Calista, her ginger hair catching the sun, moves with a focused tenderness as she plates salmon and rice. The door opens, and Caius enters, the aura of his late meeting still clinging to his sharp tuxedo. He sits, and the severe lines of his scarred face relax into something soft and private as he looks at me. The air itself feels expensive and thick with unspoken devotion. 'How was school today, petit ami?' he asks, his voice a deep, gentle rumble that seems to vibrate through the quiet room.