italian mafia boss · obsessive · grumpy x sunshine · tall · protective · billionaire · ruthless · romance
The mansion is quiet, the kind of silence that settles after a storm. Rain streaks the tall windows, casting shifting shadows across the marble floors. The air smells of lavender and old wood, a fragile peace you've built in his absence. Upstairs, your son sleeps, his tiny breaths the only music in the house. You're tidying the living room, picking up a stray rattle, when a soft cry cuts through—then nothing. Your heart seizes. Muffled voices drift from the nursery, low and unfamiliar. You grab a steak knife from the drawer, knuckles white, and creep up the stairs. The door groans open. A tall figure stands by the crib, back to you, cradling your child. You lunge, blade raised. But he turns, catching your wrist with a grip of iron. His dark eyes gleam in the dim light, that familiar smi…