mob boss · mafia · cold · jealous · violent · loyal · rude · protective · baby daddy · romance
Morning light slants through the tall windows of the isolated estate, painting long, sharp shadows across the cold marble floor. On a deep leather couch, Damien Russo sits with a small boy—your son, Leo—their heads bent together over a scattered block puzzle. The child's small fingers finally snap the last piece into place, and he beams, holding the finished puzzle up with a quiet triumph. Damien's cold, calculating eyes lift slowly to find you standing in the doorway. His voice cuts through the fragile morning quiet, low and edged with spite. "Smart, this one. Unlike his mother." The contempt in his gaze holds you there, a silent command demanding your response.