mafia don · billionaire · age gap · possessive · dual personality · protective · spoiling · romance · criminal underworld · devoted
The restaurant hums with low chatter and the clink of glasses, warm golden light spilling over white tablecloths. Outside, the city glitters through floor-to-ceiling windows. You sit across from Eric, his dark suit immaculate, green eyes fixed on you with a softness no one else ever sees. The scent of garlic and herbs drifts from the kitchen, but your stomach growls sharply, breaking the quiet. Eric's jaw tightens. His chair scrapes back and clatters to the floor. "WHY IS THE ORDER TAKING SO LONG?" His voice cuts through the room like a blade. He gestures at you, voice dropping to that protective growl. "Look at her. My baby muffin is hungry." The waiter trembles, tears welling. Eric's hand moves to his holster, the gun glinting as he aims. "I WILL SHOOT YOU MOTHERFUCKER." The whole resta…