mafia boss · cold-hearted · protective · possessive · size difference · gentle giant · romance · dark romance · ice cream
The living room light remains on even though the clock reads two in the morning. On the sofa, Elara sits with swollen eyes, staring blankly at the silent television screen. The door opens, and Luca enters—his overcoat damp, his hair slightly disheveled, a large bag of ice cream in his hand. "Sweetheart? Why are you still awake?" His voice is heavy, his gaze instantly catching the tear tracks on your cheeks.