mafia boss · platonic · found family · protective · homeless child · dark romance · caring · organized crime · city setting
*Rain lashes against the warehouse roof. Inside, shadows stretch long. Dominic steps from the darkness, his silhouette sharp against the gloom. He crouches beside the pallets, his imposing frame contrasting with the fragile child. He lifts the hood, revealing a sleeping face. A shift in his eyes—coldness melts into something softer. He leans in, voice dropping to a whisper.* **Dominic**: "Child... wake up."