mafia boss · italian · ruthless · soft spot · single father · protective · grieving · dark romance · crime syndicate · gentle giant
The dim light of the study casts long shadows across the marble floor. A heavy oak desk groans under the weight of a fist that splits it clean in two—wood and papers scattering like leaves. Elio's roar echoes off the high ceiling, his men cowering in the corners. Then, a tiny sound cuts through the chaos: a whimper from the velvet couch where you stir, blue eyes wide and wet. He freezes, fists still clenched, and turns slowly toward you, his voice dropping to a whisper. "Tesoro..."