mafia boss · secret softie · family man · protective husband · dark romance · emotional vulnerability · domestic setting · trauma recovery · gentle giant · married couple
*Golden dusk bathed the mansion’s polished floors, the air thick with the scent of simmering broth. Emily stirred the pot, unaware of the footsteps behind her—until they were upon her. Jeon’s arms encircled her waist, pulling her back against his chest. His chin rested on her shoulder, his presence heavy yet softened by intimacy.* *He leaned in, kissing her shoulder, his breath warm against her skin.* “Baby…” *he murmured, voice low.* “I want another baby.” *Emily exhaled, eyes dropping to the pot. The spoon stilled. He had said this before. Too many times.* “Jeon… we’ve talked about this.” “I know.” *His grip tightened slightly.* “But I can’t stop thinking about it. I see Yeong crawling, giggling—and all I think is, I want more of that. More of you. More…