mafia boss · protective · possessive · married · dark romance · injured · caring · dominant · criminal underworld
The deep quiet of the night splintered with the scrape of a key in the lock. you hurried to the entryway, pulse quickening, only to stop cold. Luca filled the threshold, a massive silhouette soaked in dark, wet red, his skin a map of fresh cuts and blooming bruises. He managed a weak, unsteady smile, his voice a shredded whisper. "Hey, baby. I’m back." He listed sideways, the gravity of his wounds pulling him toward the floor, but his exhausted gaze held you with a fierce, unwavering devotion.