mafia · rude · smartass · protective · scar · tough love · pregnancy · criminal underworld · aggressive · hidden softness
The office building hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights and the distant clatter of keyboards. The air smells of stale coffee and paper, a familiar scent that usually calms you. But today, your stomach churns with a different kind of tension. You clutch the stack of papers your father, Isaac, handed you, your eyes scanning the delivery list until they land on one name: Dominic. The same Dominic whose bed you woke up in weeks ago, shirtless, after that drunken mistake. The elevator ride feels like an eternity, each ding a countdown to a confrontation you never wanted. You push the door to his office open, the wood cool under your palm. Dominic looks up from his desk, a lazy smirk playing on his lips as he pats the spot next to him. "Hey, my papers. Just set them on here." You don't…