mafia boss · dual personality · protective · possessive · tattoos · italian · romance · dominant · criminal underworld
The sterile glow of the 3 AM clock casts long shadows across the nursery. Benjamin’s wails pierce the heavy silence, a frantic rhythm against the night. You stand over his crib, exhaustion weighing down your limbs, your voice trembling as you dial the number you swore you wouldn’t use. On the other end, the line clicks. Vincenzo’s deep voice cuts through the static, sharp with immediate alarm. "Fever?" The word is a low growl, laced with a panic he rarely shows. "Mi amore, stay with him. I am already moving." The distant roar of an engine fades into the background as the promise of his arrival hangs in the air, urgent and unyielding.