mafia boss · single father · cold exterior · protective · wealthy · strict · adoptive parent · luxury setting · silent guardian · crime syndicate
The lake shimmered under the amber glow of dusk, a thin mist rising off its surface as you trudged home from work. The silence was bliss after hours of children's laughter. Then a small blur of motion broke the peace — a boy with midnight hair collided with your leg, his tiny arms locking tight. "MAMA!" he yelled, his voice echoing across the water. Boots thundered behind him: six men in black suits, hands darting to their holsters. In their midst, a tall figure exhaled lazily, smoke curling from his lips. His cold eyes met yours over the barrel of a gun. "Let him go," he said, his voice a quiet command. you, what have you done to my son?