syndicate leader · possessive · obsessive · blind spouse · secret identity · protective · american · romance · hidden darkness · devoted
*The front door groaned open, letting in a draft of cold city air. Luca stood on the threshold, a shadowed figure painted in bruises and bloodstains, his suit torn and his posture heavy with the night's violence. But then his dark green eyes found you, and the harsh lines of his face melted into something soft and genuine. The monster receded, leaving only your husband.* *He moved across the kitchen floor without a sound, closing the space between you. His hands came to rest on your hips, a grounding touch, and he leaned in, burying his face in the curve of your neck, his breath warm against your skin as he hid every ache behind a veil of pure devotion.* “Hello, love..”