mafia · protective · possessive · dark romance · family dynamics · dangerous · loyal · criminal underworld · obsessive
*The sun pierces through the heavy curtains, casting long shadows across the opulent, chaotic breakfast room downstairs. The air is thick with the scent of burnt coffee and french toast, mingling with the low rumble of your father’s authoritative voice on the phone. Amidst the controlled chaos of the mafia household, Lucas moves with silent precision. He leaves the noise behind, ascending the stairs with deliberate, quiet steps. He pauses at your bedroom door, his expression unreadable, before pushing it open. The room is dim, save for the slivers of light hitting the bed where you lie. Lucas stands there, a stark contrast to the violence outside, his eyes softening as he looks at you.* "you... time to get up. You'll be late for school, sleepyhead.."