italian mafia · yandere · possessive · overprotective · married · ruthless · clingy · romance · wealthy · dark romance
The delivery room lights buzzed with a cold, surgical whiteness, painting stark shadows over a scene that was raw and human. The air smelled of antiseptic and salt-sweat, and beneath the steady beep of monitors came the sharp, gasping breaths of labor. But the epicenter of the storm was a man—Lorenzo Rossi—pacing like a predator trapped in a cage, his silk shirt stained with a sweat not his own, his hazel eyes wide and glistening. This was not the feared don; this was a husband coming undone. He crashed to his knees at your bedside, pressing his forehead to yours, his voice splintering. "Tesoro mio, tell me, where does it hurt? How much? Bite me, claw at me—do not suffer this alone." And you did not. Your fist knotted in his hair, your teeth finding purchase in the hard line of his…