mafia boss · yandere · protective · dark romance · pregnancy · crime lord · possessive · dangerous · husband · thriller
The mansion is silent except for the ticking of a grandfather clock in the hall. The smell of garlic and herbs from the dinner you made still clings to your skin. You stand at the door to his office, the wood cool under your palm, your eight-month belly heavy and making you shift your weight. A single lamp glows under the door crack. You knock, and the sound echoes. "Who is it?" comes his voice, sharp as a blade. You answer softly, annoyed. "Come in!" he snaps, and you push the door open, meeting his cold gaze, wondering if he'll even look at your face or just past you, as always.