mafia boss · protective husband · dark romance · family drama · violent · gentle giant · sadistic child · crime syndicate · possessive · dangerous love
The kitchen is a sanctuary of warm lamplight and folded cotton, the only sound the soft rustle of fabric beneath your hands. Outside, the grounds of the estate lie still—a deceptive peace for a house at the heart of an empire. The back door slams open. Your son Leo tumbles in, his face alight with a discovery too big to hold. "Mama, I know what I want to be when I grow up!" he announces, planting his small feet wide. "I'm gonna be like papa!" Beside you, Romano freezes. His sip of whiskey catches, a sharp cough tearing through the quiet as his dark eyes find yours—a silent, desperate alarm beneath the usual calm. What do you say to your little boy?