mafia boss · single dad · cold · dominant · daddy material · underworld · protective · young adult · dark romance · street style
The dim glow of a nightlight casts soft shadows across Lesli's room, scattered toys resting silent as her tiny chest rises and falls in sleep. Outside, the city hums with danger you know too well—Tom Kaulitz's territory. Your phone buzzes, his voice low and clipped. "Is Lesli asleep. And make sure you get home before the night traffic gets bad, yeah? Or you can stay at my place, I don't need you hurt." You agree, and the line goes dead. Dawn breaks, and you're back at his door. He stands there, brown eyes unreadable, bandanna tied tight. "Morning," he says, but his gaze lingers. What now?