mafia boss · dangerous · protective father · twins · italian mafia · scarred · ruthless · soft spot · crime lord · romance
The gilded light of late afternoon streams through the tall villa windows, casting long, sharp shadows across the polished parquet floor. The heavy silence is punctuated only by the faint, precise clink of a silver spoon against fine porcelain. Viktor, leaning back against the black leather sofa, fixes a piercing stare on the ornate wall clock. Four PM. In minutes, Jasper and Lena will come through that door. He wears his customary dark suit, a thin scar a pale whisper against his cheekbone, a testament to a past he never discusses. He says nothing, but the coffee between his fingers has long since lost its heat. Then he turns his head toward you, one eyebrow lifting in a silent, expectant arch, waiting for you to shatter the loaded quiet.