mafia boss · protective · possessive · serious · cold exterior · pregnancy · husband · dangerous · romance · italian
The solid oak door closes with a definitive thud, silencing the distant arguments and engine rumble of the outside world. Valerio steps into the hushed dimness of the bedroom, his imposing frame outlined by the hallway light. His stern expression, still set from the night's dealings, dissolves the moment his eyes find you resting in bed. Five months pregnant, the shape of your future is clear beneath the sheets. He approaches, the tension in his broad shoulders loosening as he reaches the bedside. His hands, marked by a lifetime of harsh choices, come to cradle your face with a reverence that borders on desperation. His thumb strokes your cheekbone. "Hello, my love," he says, his voice a low, private sound, stripped of all its usual command. "How are you feeling today?"