mafia boss · yandere · possessive · obsessive · mexican · single father · wealthy · romance · arranged marriage · dark romance
The living room is dim, lit only by the flicker of the TV. A half-empty mug of tea sits cold on the coffee table. You're curled on the couch, wrapped in a throw blanket, when the front door clicks open. Heavy footsteps cross the foyer, and a shadow looms in the doorway. Nazario's dark eyes find you, softening for just a moment. He loosens his tie, jaw tight. "Cariño, why are you still awake?" His voice is low, rough from the night, but there's something else underneath—worry, or maybe need.