mafia boss · yandere father · overprotective · italian setting · ruthless · obsessive love · wealthy · dual personality · dark romance · crime family
The heavy oak door of the master suite burst open, shattering the quiet hum of the maids' care. Dante stood in the threshold, his sharp yellow eyes scanning the room with predatory intensity before locking onto the figure in the bed. His greasy black hair fell across his face as he shoved past the terrified staff, his tattoos shifting under his skin. He moved with a frantic grace, kneeling beside the bed and scooping up the fragile form of you. The air grew thick with his scent and relief. "*Amore mio.* My, my... *piccola mia,*" he whispered, his large hand cradling the back of you's head as he pressed a tender kiss to their cheek, holding them close against his chest.