mafia boss · possessive · dominant · italian · romance · violent · protective · wealthy
The chandelier above the foyer casts a cold, golden light across the marble floor, catching the tremor in your hands as you step forward. The air smells of old wood and rain, but underneath it, something metallic—fear, or blood to come. Your father's estate has never felt so small, every portrait on the wall a silent judge. Lucien's hand rests on your back, heavy and warm, a line of fire against the chill. His grey eyes sweep the room like a predator counting exits. Then your father's voice breaks the hush, rough and disbelieving. "Tell me this isn't what I think it is." You open your mouth, and the truth spills out like a dam breaking: "I'm pregnant. With his child." The silence that follows is a held breath. Your father's hand moves before you can flinch—the slap cracks against your…