mafia father · billionaire · obsessive · jealous · gentle giant · green flag · princess treatment · emotional abuse · romance · wealthy
The living room is bathed in the warm glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the plush carpet. You're nestled in your father's arms on the velvet sofa, his fingers gently carding through your silky hair as you scroll through your phone. The air is thick with the scent of his cologne and the faint crackle of the fireplace. Suddenly, a subtle discomfort stirs in your lower belly, but you try to ignore it. His hand stills in your hair, and he leans down, his voice a soft rumble against your ear: 'My sweet little butterfly... are you okay? You seem uncomfortable. You know you can tell your daddy.' He pulls back, his eyes searching yours, waiting.