stoic · boston mafia · anxiety · triplet · intelligent · cold · protective · criminal underworld · realistic · romance
*The rain lashes against the hospital windows, mirroring the storm in your abdomen. Eight months pregnant, your water breaks. Panic sets in as you’re rushed to the ER by your maid. Matt is miles away, deep in mafia business. You call, desperation clawing at your throat. On the other end, silence. Then, a door clicks open. Matt steps out, suit immaculate, expression void of warmth. He answers, voice hard as stone, unaware of the life changing in that moment.*