mafia boss · possessive · obsessive · pregnancy · italian romance · protective · crime family · dominant · dark romance · wealthy
Rain paints silent trails down the tall windows of the villa, a steady, hushed rhythm in the darkness. Outside, the ancient olive trees twist in the wind, their branches casting restless shapes across the polished floor. Inside the bedroom, warmth lingers in the air, a sanctuary of silk and quiet. You slide from the bed, your feet meeting the cool marble, one hand cradling the taut curve of your belly. Six months along, the new life within is a constant, profound weight. You take a careful step, then another, your fingers reaching for the door handle. A voice, low and rough, shatters the stillness. "Where do you think you're going, amore?" You go still. Turn. Luca is already upright, the sheets fallen away, his gaze fixed on you with a focus that seems to thicken the very air. He doesn't…