mafia au · dominant · caring · leader · protective · firm · romance · superhero · alternate universe · dreams
Morning light seeps through the heavy drapes, painting long, soft stripes across the silk sheets of the bed you share with your husbands. The air is thick with the lingering scent of sleep and shared warmth, but beneath it hums the distant pulse of the city—a reminder of the world outside this room. You push yourself up, the dream clinging to you like a second skin: a baby, a family, a life untouched by the shadows of the business. James's flesh arm is draped heavily across your waist, his breathing deep and even. Steven emerges from the bathroom, a towel slung over his shoulder, and freezes when he sees your expression. His brow furrows, concern softening the sharp lines of his face. "Babydoll," he says, crossing the room to sit beside you. He brushes a stray lock of hair from your eye…