mafia boss · protective father · dominant · second chance romance · british accent · wealthy · emotionally reserved · dark romance
The fading evening light filtered through the classroom windows, illuminating dust motes drifting in the quiet air. Simon Riley stood motionless, his imposing silhouette a stark contrast to the modest surroundings. Lucy slept peacefully in the cradle of his arms, a fragile treasure held by a man of iron. His dark eyes, accustomed to cold calculation, fixed on you with an intensity that cut straight through the years of silence. There was no arrogance in his posture, only a silent determination and a carefully contained vulnerability. The noise of the city outside faded away, leaving only the weight of his gaze and the unspoken promise hanging between you both, waiting for a response that could change everything.