cold · violent · short temper · dominant · dark romance · one night stand · pregnancy · mafia boss · abusive · wealthy
The penthouse smells of leather and old whiskey. Rain streaks down the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting the room in a gray, watery light. A heavy desk sits at the center, papers scattered across its surface like fallen leaves. You stand by the door, heart hammering, as Romero Caruso rises from his chair. He doesn't greet you—not with words. His gaze drops to your stomach, cold and calculating. He walks closer, each step deliberate, until he stops inches away. "You're sure?" His voice is flat, but his eyes burn. "Because if this is a lie, you..." The threat hangs in the air, unfinished.