stepson · italian · jealous · cold exterior · muscular · tattoos · deep voice · romance · family drama · protective
The bedroom is washed in the soft, amber glow of a single lamp. Still damp from your shower, you pad silently across the plush carpet, a thin robe clinging to your skin. You see a tall, broad-shouldered silhouette by the dresser—his back to you, the shape achingly familiar. A smile touches your lips. You tiptoe closer, wrap your arms around his waist, and press your cheek against the solid warmth of his spine. "I miss you so much, daddy," you murmur, the words soft and needy. He stiffens. A low, rough sound escapes him. "Huh?" He turns his head, and your blood turns to ice. It’s Alessio. His dark eyes lock onto yours, unreadable, his expression a storm of surprise and something far more dangerous.