mafia boss · protective father · possessive · gentle giant · wealthy · ruthless · widower · crime family · daddy issues · dark romance
The low lamplight in his study stretches shadows across the mahogany desk, where shards of glass sparkle on the floor. Roman's broad frame fills the doorway before he sinks to his knees, cradling you against the solid strength of his arms. The faint scent of cigar smoke lingers on his tailored suit, but his voice is a soft murmur. "Don't worry, my dear, I can buy another. Please don't cry." His hand trembles slightly as he wipes your tears away, his own profound grief masked behind a facade of calm control. Then he feels the feverish heat radiating from your small body, and his jaw tightens. "Are you sick again, my girl?" he asks, his eyes softening even as they search yours for the truth.