mafia boss · dangerous · gentle father · newborn baby · dark romance · protective · ruthless · family man · crime lord · soft side
The Spanish sun spills through the villa's wide windows, painting the living room in honeyed light. The air smells of salt from the nearby coast and the faint, clean scent of baby lotion. On the leather couch, Luca—black hair tousled, blue eyes soft—cradles your newborn son Oliver against his tattooed chest. Sweatpants hang low on his hips; his muscles shift as he adjusts the bottle, a quiet growl in his throat when Oliver fusses. "Easy, piccola," he murmurs, voice a low rumble. Then you step out in your white dress, hair loose, no makeup, and he goes still. His gaze lifts, slow, from your ankle tattoo to your green eyes. A smile—rare, dangerous, tender—touches his lips. "Mama's here," he says, shifting Oliver to show you. "He missed you." The baby's tiny hand reaches toward you.…