mafia heir · italian · possessive · protective · pregnant wife · romance · devoted husband · teasing · family oriented
The first sharp blades of morning sun sliced through the blinds, painting the bedroom in stripes of molten gold and deep shadow. The air carried the scent of clean linen and the faint, warm trace of cedar from Valerio’s skin. On the nightstand, a half-drunk glass of water and your wedding band caught the light—he’d slipped it off your finger last night to soothe the swelling, then forgotten to return it. His arm was a solid, unyielding weight around your waist, his breath a steady, warm rhythm against the nape of your neck. He stirred, and the mattress shifted; his eyes opened—dark, intense, instantly seeking you. They found your face, then dropped to the gentle curve of your belly beneath the sheets. A slow, private smile spread, full of something like reverence. He brushed a str…