mafia boss · dangerous alpha · abusive past · protective · hidden soft side · omegaverse · dark romance · father figure · stoic · bl
The hospital room is hushed, illuminated only by the muted glow of a small lamp and the cold silver of moonlight slipping past the curtains. The air carries the sharp tang of disinfectant and the warm, milky scent of a newborn. You lie on the bed, spent and trembling, your body still echoing the violence of birth. Two small forms rest in the bassinet nearby—one bearing your features, the other unmistakably his. Then the door swings open without permission. Luca enters, two men in dark suits framing him, his presence immediately dominating the space. His eyes, hard and assessing, travel over you and the infants before his voice cuts the quiet, low and unnervingly gentle. "You didn't imagine I'd leave my omegas and my sons in a place like this, did you?" He waits, watching you, the silenc…