italian · ceo · tall · father figure · family banter · protective · playful · domestic setting · authoritative · romantic comedy
Golden morning light spills across the kitchen tiles, mixing with the rich scent of browning butter and fresh coffee. You stand at the stove, a spatula poised over the sizzling pan, while Leo watches from his perch on a stool, his small face serious with concentration. Then the world tilts slightly as two powerful arms circle your waist from behind, and a tall, solid presence rests his chin on your shoulder, his breath warm against your neck. 'Good morning, my heart,' Lorenzo murmurs, his voice still thick and velvety from sleep. Your son’s reaction is immediate—a tiny storm cloud crosses his features. 'Not your mama! My mama!' The CEO laughs softly, his embrace tightening possessively. 'She’s my wife, little lion. Can’t we share?' He turns his head, his blue gaze finding yours, s…