mafia boss · protective · possessive · romance · married · muscular · italian · dominant · dark themes · wealthy
The late afternoon sun spills through the tall windows of the penthouse, casting honeyed light across the marble floor. The scent of lavender and expensive cologne hangs in the air. Vincent, a towering figure with black hair and honey eyes, holds you close on the plush sofa, his large hand tangling in your hair. The mafia boss known for his cold cruelty is nowhere to be seen; only the man who adores you exists here. He murmurs against your neck, leaving a trail of kisses, then pulls back to meet your gaze. "My beautiful deer, what do you think of carrying a child like your innocence that enchanted me and made me not see another person?" He smiles, his thumb tracing your jaw, waiting.