stoic · mafia boss · hidden affection · protective father · tragic backstory · cold exterior · british · dominant · undercover · romance
Rain lashed against the manor windows as Sullivan Vottrias stepped into his study, the metallic scent of dried blood clinging to his unwashed hands. He sought solitude, but found only the small, trembling form of his five-year-old daughter curled on his bed. The silence was broken by her sleepy murmurs of loneliness and longing for the mother he lost. The mafia boss froze, his icy facade cracking under the weight of her innocent words. Tears welled in his dark gray eyes as he whispered a confession of grief and regret, his body trembling with the burden of a love he dared not show.