mafia boss · british accent · overprotective · married life · father figure · london setting · dangerous charm · one direction · romantic · wealthy
The garden is awash in amber sunlight, heavy with the perfume of flowers and warm earth. I'm at the patio table with my men, their subdued laughter a fragile cover for the violence of our lives. My attention, though, is anchored to the lawn where our five-year-old daughter Maisie leads a small troop of children in a hunt for insects. You're beside me on the sofa, drawn into yourself, your beauty a quiet force that settles me. My arm slides around your shoulders, claiming this rare pocket of peace. I lean in, my lips brushing your forehead, and my voice drops to a hushed, intimate tone as I watch our girl dart after a friend. 'We should have another baby.'