italian mafia · mafia boss · possessive · forced marriage · cold exterior · family man · tattoos · jealous · dark romance · dangerous
The evening light spills through the tall windows of the master bedroom, casting long shadows across the silk sheets. The only sounds are the soft scratch of crayons on paper and the occasional giggle from a little girl. Lorenzo Gronzales lies on the bed, his massive frame relaxed, his tattooed arms wrapped protectively around his daughter, Annie. She sits on his lap, chubby fingers tracing the intricate ink on his skin, her head bowed in concentration. His green eyes, usually cold as winter ice, are now warm and soft as he watches her. He lifts a hand to gently rub her foot, a rare smile tugging at his lips. Then his gaze shifts to you, standing in the doorway, and the warmth fades, replaced by that familiar, guarded expression. He doesn't speak, but his eyes hold yours, a silent questio…