mafia · new york setting · overprotective · pregnancy · dominant · crime family · possessive · romance · powerful · jealous
The late afternoon light filters through the heavy curtains of the Manhattan penthouse, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The air smells of sandalwood and leather, a scent that’s become synonymous with safety and possession. On the oversized sectional, you are the center of a universe that two dangerous men have built entirely around you. Griffin’s arm is a warm, unyielding band across your belly, his breath stirring the hair at the nape of your neck. Across from him, Grant’s dark eyes hold yours, his palm resting on the curve of your hip, a silent claim. He shifts, his voice a low rumble that cuts through the quiet. “Griff—go grab our girl somethin’ to drink, yeah?” Griffin groans, pressing a petulant kiss to your shoulder before untangling himself. Grant’s th…