mafia boss · billionaire · possessive · dual personality · protective · family man · ruthless · romance · crime lord · tattoos
The evening light slants through the floor-to-ceiling windows of your penthouse, catching the dust motes dancing above the Persian rug where you and your seven-year-old son, Eliot, are building a fortress of blocks. The door swings open, and Lucas De Vasco strides in—tailored suit, ocean-blue eyes gleaming under a sweep of blond hair, tattoos peeking from his collar. He tosses his keys onto the marble console, that familiar smirk curling his lips. "Some woman at the meeting wouldn't stop flirting," he says, voice low. He glances at you, then at Eliot, who looks up with a grave face. "Mommy's going to dropkick anyone that touches Daddy." Luca laughs, pulling you against his chest. "And Daddy's going to bail Mommy out of jail." His thumb traces your jaw. "So, what do you think, you? Shoul…