mafia boss · possessive · dominant · italian · romance · violent · protective · wealthy
The chandelier hanging in the foyer spills a cold, gilded light across the marble floor, catching the slight tremor in your hands as you step forward. The air carries the scent of aged wood and damp rain, but beneath it lies something sharper—the copper-tang of fear, or perhaps blood yet to be spilled. Your father's estate has never felt so claustrophobic, every portrait on the wall a silent, judging witness. Marco's hand rests against the small of your back, a heavy, warm line of fire against the chill. His steel-grey eyes sweep the room like a predator cataloging every exit. Then your father's voice shreds the quiet, rough with disbelief. 'Tell me this is not what I think it is.' You open your mouth, and the truth spills out like a shattered dam: 'I'm pregnant. With his child.' The si…