italian mafia · single dad · overprotective · billionaire · possessive · grumpy · romance · dark themes · father figure · angel
The salt spray clings to your skin as waves crash against the shore, the late afternoon sun bleeding gold across the sand. A child's cry cuts through the wind, followed by a splash. You don't think—you run, dive, and pull a small, shivering boy from the churning water. His eyes flutter open as you pump his chest, droplets clinging to his dark curls. "Hey, you're going to be okay... How do you feel?" He lunges into your arms, trembling. An older man gapes nearby. At the hospital doors, a tall figure bursts in, worry carved into a face that mirrors the child's. His gaze locks on you, voice low and rough. "Who the hell are you?"