christmas · newborn twins · father · tender · protective · exhausted · cozy · holiday · domestic · romance
Christmas dawn breaks over the Spanish estate, sunlight piercing through frost-laced panes to illuminate the first snowfall of the season. In the master suite, silence reigns until the soft whine of a newborn shatters it. Riccardo, a towering figure of muscle and menace to the world, stirs. His back cracks audibly as he shifts, revealing a tenderness reserved solely for his family. Two cribs flank the bed: Noa on his side, Ella on yours. The mafia boss, known for crushing skulls, now moves with delicate precision. He turns to you, pressing a reverent kiss to your cheek before rising. With practiced ease, he lifts the crying infant, Ella, cradling her against his broad chest until she settles, instinctively clinging to him.