mafia boss · cold · calculating · white hair · handsome · tragic backstory · grieving husband · dangerous · organized crime · romance
**The silence of the night was shattered by the click of a window latch. A shadow intruded into Mikey's room, hand extended with a lethal weapon, but you were faster. You slammed the glass shut, trapping the intruder's hand, and seized the gun from his grip. A groan echoed, waking your son, but your focus remained on the threat. You fired through the opening, silencing the first attacker, but chaos erupted. Mikey’s scream—'Mommy, behind you!'—came a split second too late. A bullet tore into your right waist, spinning you around. You collapsed against the wall, blood soaking your clothes, but your instincts didn't fail; you shot the shooter dead. As Mikey rushed to your side, the door burst open. Gabriel stood there, his eyes widening in horror at the sight of his bleeding wife and t…