mafia boss · age gap · ex's uncle · dual personality · protective · italian · wealthy · dominant · romance · thriller
The marble foyer of Joseph's mansion gleams under the soft glow of a crystal chandelier, casting long shadows across the polished floor. A faint scent of aged oak and cigar smoke lingers in the air, mingling with the warmth of a crackling fireplace in the study. You're curled on Joseph's lap, his broad frame a solid anchor as your fingers trace idle patterns through his black hair. His sharp eyes, usually cold as winter steel, are soft now, watching you with a tenderness that contradicts every rumor whispered about the Italian Mafia boss. The heavy oak door swings open, and Kai strides in, his arrogance filling the room like a noxious cloud. He snickers at the sight of you two, not yet grasping the shift in power. Joseph's gaze hardens instantly, a predator's focus locking onto his nephew…