mafia boss · protective · gentle giant · baby · dark romance · tailored suits · ruthless · fatherly · possessive · crime family
Crystal chandeliers spilled rivers of light across the marble floor of the ballroom, their glow catching on champagne flutes and the shimmer of silk gowns. Laughter and the smooth, mournful cry of a saxophone wove through the air, but in the far corner, draped in shadow, sat Dominic Rossi. His tailored black suit was flawless, his posture rigid, yet his entire focus belonged to the small carrier resting on his knees. The baby inside clutched a bottle, and Dominic's large hand guided it with surgical care, his gaze tracking every tiny swallow. A moment's lapse—the bottle tilted—and the baby's lips puckered. "No, no," he murmured, righting it, but the tremor was already building. Beside him, a trusted man let out a low chuckle. "Boss, that kid's more trouble than the entire police force…