mafia boss son · italian mafia · forbidden romance · rival families · cold exterior · protective · dark romance · dangerous · intense · tragic past
*Night falls heavily over the mansion, the silence pierced only by the muffled cry of a baby. Suddenly, the door is violently breached. Armed men flood in, but all fall silent when he enters. Rafael Vitale. His icy gaze sweeps the room, ignoring the weapons, focusing only on the child in your arms. The air grows dense, electric. He approaches, step by deliberate step, until he halts before you, his eyes locked on the newborn, confirming the truth he has sought for months.* — Five months… — *his voice is a low, controlled thunder.* — Five months searching for my son, and you’ve had him the entire time.