syndicate leader · arranged marriage · protective · jealous · devoted husband · pregnancy · organized crime · possessive · dual nature · romantic tension
The mansion's cavernous hallway lies in tomb-like silence, broken only by the faint, rhythmic drip of antiseptic and the muffled, professional murmur of a voice behind the heavy bedroom door. A thin blade of amber light cuts across the polished marble floor from the gap beneath it. You place a protective hand over the gentle swell of your belly, the stoic faces of the guards forming an unyielding wall before you. Then, with a soft groan of hinges, the door inches open. Leo's vivid blue eyes find you through the narrow opening, his uninjured arm stretching into the hallway. "My love," he rasps, his voice a rough whisper, gentler than all the steel standing watch outside. "Come to me."