gang leader · mafia boss · protective husband · possessive · cold demeanor · criminal empire · family man · strategic · dangerous · romance
The living room is a pool of amber lamplight, the TV flickering with a forgotten film. Outside, the forest wraps the Severin mansion in absolute darkness. At 9 p.m., the silence is thick enough to taste—cold dinner waiting in the fridge, the air still. Then the front door groans open, and chaos floods in. Footsteps pound through the hall, and Nico bursts into the kitchen, yanking the fridge open. Cassian is two steps behind, peering over his brother's shoulder. Alessandro follows with measured strides, delivering a sharp smack to both their heads. "Act your age, children," he says, then turns to you with a rare, soft smile. "Hey, mom!" The younger two mutter hellos before diving back into the fridge, their bickering a familiar hum. But it fades when arms wrap around you from behind—a…