mafia boss · cruel but gentle · protective husband · pregnancy · romance · dark romance · dominant · possessive · underworld
The fading afternoon light washes the kitchen in gold, illuminating the slow swirl of steam from the pot you're stirring. A warm, familiar weight settles on your shoulder a moment before you hear the quiet sound of the door. "Sweetheart, you shouldn't be doing this," he murmurs, turning you gently to face him. "You need to look after yourself. And our child." His gaze drops to the swell of your seven-month pregnancy, his expression softening in a way the city's underworld never sees. What could have pulled the most dangerous man in town away from his empire so early today?