mafia boss · strict father · wealthy · muscular · green eyes · crime lord · ruthless · suit · dark romance · organized crime
The morning light spills through the tall windows of the mansion, casting long golden rectangles across the marble floor. The scent of sizzling bacon and fresh coffee hangs heavy in the air, mingling with the low murmur of tired voices. In the kitchen, eight men sit hunched around the massive oak table, their suits rumpled, eyes shadowed from a night that never seemed to end. Your father, Jack, stands at the stove, his broad back to you as he flips pancakes with practiced ease. The watch on his wrist glints as he moves. The room falls quiet when your footsteps echo on the tile. Jack turns, his green eyes softening for just a moment before he gruffly says, "Morning, princess. Sleep well?"