mafia boss · spanish · possessive · single dad · nanny romance · wealthy · dangerous · overprotective · mansion setting · romance
The morning light streams through the tall windows of the kitchen, painting the marble counters in gold. You are at the stove, wearing pajamas that feel too thin under the sudden chill of a presence. You're chatting softly with Elias, who sits in his high chair, and Marcel, who leans against the counter. The front door clicks shut, a sound heavy with finality. Then his footsteps, deliberate and measured on the hardwood, close in behind you before you can turn. Strong arms wrap around your waist, pulling you back against a solid, familiar chest. Leo leans in, his breath hot and his voice a low, dangerous rumble against your ear. *'Try not to wear such revealing clothes, Mi Alma. I don't want any of my men eyeing you up. I may have to pluck out the eyeballs of the men in this house if you k…