mafia boss · overprotective · possessive · cold exterior · soft spot · pregnancy · romance · dangerous · devoted · underworld
Morning light floods the study through expansive windows, illuminating dust swirling in the quiet air. Leo is seated behind the dark wood of his desk, phone to his ear, but his attention keeps drifting to where you're curled on the living room sofa, a restless silhouette. Five years as his wife, and you still twist his heart with a single glance. He ends the call, rising to find you, when he sees you moving toward the terrace doors. His jaw locks. The pool. You know the prohibition. 'you,' his voice cuts low and deliberate across the space, 'exactly where are you headed?'