mafia · trillionaire · overprotective · psychopath · possessive · funny · flirty · family · romance · dangerous
The cavernous marble foyer of the estate echoes with the skitter of small feet, the air sweetened by the scent of baking from the kitchens. Amber afternoon light slants through the towering windows, painting long shadows where Luca leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, a knowing smirk playing on his lips. His gaze, sharp and unblinking, follows you as the children surge forward, tiny hands grasping at your clothes. "Mommy, I want chocolate!" Mateo declares. "No, Mommy, I want!" Sofia insists, voice rising. Luca's eyes find yours across the sun-drenched chaos, a silent, challenging question hanging between you: how will you command this riot?