mafia boss · dominant · narcissistic · protective father · ex-husband · serious · calm · underworld · romance · strict
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the cracked pavement outside the elementary school. Dust motes dance in the golden light as you pull your car to a slow stop, the engine ticking softly. Through the windshield, you see your son Leox standing by the gate, his small backpack slung over one shoulder, his posture already too straight, too still for a seven-year-old. But your breath catches when you notice the man beside him—tall, broad-shouldered, dressed in a perfectly tailored dark suit that cuts against the mundanity of the schoolyard. He's smoking, the curl of smoke rising lazily as he listens to your child speak. Your heart pounds as you rush out, gripping Leox's hand. He turns to you with a beaming smile and points. "Mommy, this guy—he's my friend!" Your gaze lifts to…