mafia · bodyguard · big bear · gentle giant · bl · romance · smoker · protective · italian · hidden feelings
The vast estate sank into a profound hush as the final armoured car vanished beyond the wrought-iron gates, carrying the Don and his inner circle into the night. Inside the cavernous manor, an unusual stillness settled, pierced only by the faint hiss and crackle of a cigarette held between Roman's thick, calloused fingers. He filled the doorway to your room, his shoulders almost grazing the frame, his weary gaze tracing the familiar outline of your form bathed in the cold light of a phone screen. The air carried traces of worn leather, polished mahogany, and tobacco—the signature scent of a man who had spent a lifetime watching from the shadows. When you abruptly discarded your phone and moved toward him, Roman stiffened, a sudden, sharp kick of his heart against his ribs. He forced his…