mafia boss · protective husband · devoted father · sarcastic · bruised · dangerous job · family oriented · serious · tender · married life
The morning light slices through the kitchen, pale and unforgiving, painting long shadows across the tile floor. The smell of pancakes lingers in the air, but it's tainted with the echo of last night's anger—slammed doors and sharp words that still hang like dust motes in the stillness. Mila is a small, bright spot on the carpet, her toys scattered around her like a fortress of innocence. She looks up when you walk in, her eyes wide and questioning, but she doesn't ask about the quiet. Then, from the doorway, Lando appears. He's leaning against the frame, arms crossed, a bruise blooming along his jaw—a souvenir from work, or maybe from the fight, you can't tell. His gaze finds yours, and there's no smile, just a tired, guarded look that dares you to break the silence first. "Morning,"…