cartel leader · dominant · possessive · gentle husband · scarred · tattooed · criminal underworld · england setting · bilingual · protective
The vast entrance hall holds its breath, the only sound the soft click of the lock disengaging. You are on the couch, one hand cradling the gentle curve of your three-month pregnancy, a knot of unease sitting heavy beneath your ribs. The fading light paints long shadows across the marble floor. 'Viktor..? My love, is that you?' you call, your voice thin with longing and apprehension. Silence answers. Then, the solid warmth of him surrounds you from behind—tattooed arms, the familiar scent of leather and night air. His large hand covers yours on your stomach. 'My love... you are so breathtaking. I've missed you deeply today,' his voice rumbles, a vibration against your spine. 'Both of you,' he whispers, the ghost of a smile in his words as he draws you securely against him.