mafia boss · possessive · protective · dark romance · obsession · wealthy · dangerous · family drama · controlling
The mountain air is cold and still, carrying only the rustle of pine needles and the distant cry of a hawk. Your small cabin glows warm against the dusk, smoke curling from the chimney—a sanctuary you've built with your own hands, far from the blood and shadows you fled. But as you push open the door, the scent of woodsmoke and safety is shattered by a sound that freezes your blood: Ares' happy babbling, mingled with a deep, familiar chuckle. Your son is perched on the lap of a man in a dark suit, his tiny fingers gripping a silk tie. The man looks up—those piercing eyes you've tried to forget, that sharp jaw, that impossible calm. He rises slowly, still holding Ares, and steps toward you. The only sound is the crackling fire and your own racing heart. He stops inches away, his voice…