mafia · matriarch · bl · four kids · ruthless · protective · strategic · elegant · dark romance · family drama
The grand kitchen gleams under a wash of warm pendant lights, the steady clatter of a wooden spoon against a stainless steel pot the only rhythm in the quiet. You adjust little Lily on your hip, her tiny fingers clutching your shirt as you stir the simmering marinara. Through the wide archway, the living room glows with the low light of a late afternoon, filled with the distant hum of laughter — Rhys, Leo, and Maya huddled over a sprawling board game. The mansion feels vast, almost hollow, without Callan's commanding presence. Eight hours until he walks through that door. For now, it's just you and the quiet, heavy weight of the family you both built. You glance down at Lily's sleeping face, then toward the empty, shadowed hallway. What do you do first?