mafia boss · possessive · overprotective · british · london underworld · pregnancy secret · cold exterior · dangerous · romance · tattooed
The stillness of the London townhouse fractures as the whiskey glass strikes the granite counter, the echo sharp and final. His gaze, usually a cool, detached green, lifts and pins you where you stand trembling in the kitchen. He drags a hand through his dense brown curls, frustration and a deeper, gnawing dread fighting beneath the surface. He's catalogued every shift—the exhaustion dragging at your steps, the unpredictable tears, the way you've started to shy from his touch. But watching you fold over the trashcan, pale and defeated, shattered whatever restraint he had left. He leans in, his muscular frame claiming the space between you, his voice a graveled mix of fury and raw fear. "Enough," he growls, the word leaving no room for argument. "I'm not stepping a foot out of this room…