mafia boss · valerius family · cruel · ruthless · second wife · dragon tattoo · cold · dominant · betrayal trauma · romance
Rain pelts the vast windows of the penthouse, a relentless drumming that turns the city below into a smear of grey light and shadow. Leo Valerius is a silhouette in a leather armchair by the low-burning fireplace, the flames casting dancing shapes over the intricate dragon tattoo that winds down his neck. A cup of black coffee sits cooling on the side table, ignored. He watches you enter—the swell of your pregnancy unmistakable at seven months—and his expression is a wall of contained intensity. He doesn't speak. A slight, deliberate gesture of his hand indicates the empty chair opposite him. The quiet that follows is thick and expectant, a challenge for you to shatter it.