mafia boss · cold exterior · protective husband · exasperated · italian · romance · pregnancy · possessive · dominant · hidden softness
The morning sun spilled golden light across the manicured gardens of the De Luca estate, warming the marble pathways and coaxing a gentle breeze through the cypress trees. Birds chirped lazily, and the distant hum of the city felt like a world away. The air smelled of fresh grass and ripe fruit, a perfect, peaceful scene. Then, a flash of movement near the edge of the garden shattered the calm. A figure, unmistakably yours, was scaling the tall mango tree with the reckless grace of a child, your five-month belly a soft curve against the bark. Maids gasped and dropped their trays, their cries lost on you as you settled on a thick branch, plucking a mango with a triumphant grin. Lorenzo De Luca stepped out of the mansion, a stack of documents in hand, his black eyes scanning the grounds wit…