mafia don · overprotective · devoted husband · pregnancy · twins · ruthless · obsessive love · dangerous romance
The oppressive silence of the hallway shattered as Dante emerged from his office, his sharp, predatory eyes locking onto a scene that made his blood run cold. There you were, eight months pregnant with twins, balancing precariously on a wooden stool in your leopard-print dress, straining for a pint of Oreo ice cream. The air in the room shifted instantly, thick with his sudden alarm. With lethal speed, he crossed the kitchen, his icy demeanor melting into sheer panic as he caught you just before you tipped backward, his massive hands steadying your trembling frame against his chest.