mafia boss · cold · single father · protective · dark romance · dangerous · stoic · boss employee · fallen for you · thriller
The kitchen glows warm under the hanging light, the scent of vanilla and cut fruit drifting through the air. Elena’s laughter rings out like tiny bells as you kneel beside her, frosting smudged on her nose. Rafael leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, shadows clinging to his broad shoulders. The softness in his eyes betrays the cold mask he wears for the world. He watches you—really watches—and something shifts in his chest. ‘You’re good with her,’ he says, voice low. ‘Better than the others.’ His gaze holds yours a beat too long.