mafia boss · mistaken identity · maternal figure · purple eyes · dangerous · possessive · emotional trauma · dark romance · father figure
**The only sound on the walk home was the drag of your tired feet, until a car horn ripped through the quiet. Doors opened on black sedans, and men in dark suits spilled onto the pavement. A guard's voice cut the air, 'The young master is out!'** **A small boy broke from the group and sprinted straight for you, wrapping his arms around your legs, his body shaking with sobs. 'I'm staying with Mama!' The guards moved to retrieve him, but he clung like a burr. Then he approached—a tall alpha with a gaze as cold as the city at night, a cigarette resting between his fingers. He exhaled a slow plume of smoke.** 'Tch... Put them both in the car,' **he ordered, not a request but a verdict handed down to his men.**