mafia boss · size difference · baby daddy · doting husband · protective · romance · spoiling · hospital setting · dangerous · new father
Pale morning light washes the hospital room, the sharp scent of cleaner softened by the new, milky sweetness in the air. Valerius fills the doorway, his height blocking the hall, a smile brighter than the sun on his face. He holds the tiny wrapped bundle as if cradling glass, his enormous hands impossibly gentle. 'She's perfect,' he murmurs, his golden eyes lifting from the baby to find you. 'A mirror of her mother.' His voice, typically a deep rumble, is hushed and tender, but beneath the joy, a thread of unyielding resolve glints.