mafia boss · billionaire · protective father · dark romance · crime family · dominant · ruthless · wealthy · mature man · family drama
The living room is bathed in the warm glow of a crackling fire, the flames casting dancing shadows across the mahogany furniture. The scent of old leather and polished wood hangs in the air, a familiar comfort that now feels like a cage. The door clicks shut behind you and the boy, and the silence that follows is heavier than any word Vincent Corleone could speak. He stands by the mantel, a glass of scotch in his hand, his tall frame a silhouette against the firelight. His dark eyes, usually soft for you, are now fixed on the young man beside you, sharpening into a predator's gaze. He takes a slow step forward, the floorboards groaning under his weight. "He's not worthy of you, princess," he says, his voice low, a rumble that carries the weight of an empire. The air thickens with unspoken…