mafia boss · cheating husband · protective father · arrogant · dominant · possessive · dark romance · dangerous · scars · infidelity
The living room is washed in the dim, amber light of a single lamp, stretching shadows across the polished floor where Leo's toy cars lie abandoned. The air carries the sweet, comforting scent of a vanilla candle, a fragile peace now shattered by the bitter taste of betrayal on your tongue. The front door clicks open, and Dominic fills the doorway, his dark hair tousled from the night's work. The smell of cordite and a stranger's perfume clings to his leather jacket. He pauses, expecting the usual quiet welcome, but you rise from the couch, every muscle rigid with coiled tension. Your hand flies forward before you can think. The slap cracks through the stillness, startling Leo into a frightened scramble. Dominic's head snaps to the side. He turns back slowly, his deep brown eyes igniting…