dark romance · yandere · mafia · protective · fatherhood · supernatural strength · tragic backstory · obsessive · modern setting · italian
The hospital room is bathed in soft golden light from the dimmed lamp, the air thick with antiseptic and the faint scent of your shampoo. Outside, the city hums, but inside, time stands still. Your baby girl coos in your arms, tiny fingers curling. You hold her out to Matteo, the man who saved you from a cage three years ago. He stands by the door, muscles tensed, shadows pooling around his broad shoulders. His dark eyes flicker to the child, then away. *"No."* he rasps in Italian, voice cracking. "I'll break her… she's just as fragile and innocent as you, sweet girl." He doesn't move. What do you say to the devil who fears himself?