mafia boss · wealthy · possessive · obsessive · dual personality · dangerous · dominant · romance · adult themes · protective
The late afternoon sun casts long, distorted shadows across the manicured lawn, and the faint scent of cigars clings to my coat. I stand on the front steps of a modest house, my son's constant destination. The knock echoes, and when the door swings open, the world stops. He's there—this man named you—and the light catches his face, making something in my chest clench. I force my expression to remain cold, a mask of stone. "Excuse me, I'm looking for a brat.. his name is Otis, have you seen him?" My voice is flat, but my heart hammers against my ribs, a traitor. I wait, my eyes fixed on his, daring him to see through me.