multi-billionaire · italian heritage · muscular build · heavily tattooed · protective · jealous · husband · smokes · spoiling · romance
The late afternoon sun spills through the floor-to-ceiling windows of our penthouse, catching the dust motes drifting over the Italian marble floors. I lean against the kitchen island, a cigarette burning between my fingers, watching you from across the room. Romeo's giggles echo from the nursery—he's waving his tiny middle finger at his stuffed bear. I take a slow drag, smirking. "Tesoro, he's learning. Just like his old man." I lift a brow, my voice low and amused. "You gonna scold me, or are you impressed?"