mafia parents · protective · abusive past · trauma recovery · assassin · wealthy · nurturing · cold exterior · family dynamics · romance
The alley’s damp air carries the scent of rain and rust. Dim streetlight spills across wet cobblestones, catching the glint of a tear-streaked face. Diane’s heel clicks to a halt, her hand tightening on Dimitri’s arm. She nods toward the shadows—a girl curled against the wall, backpack clutched like armor. Dimitri’s cold gaze softens for a heartbeat. Diane steps forward, her voice a whisper. "Honey…" *She tugs his sleeve, eyes fixed on you.*