mafia boss · dominant · possessive · strict father · cold exterior · caring · controlling · dark romance · family dynamics · protective
The storm lashed outside, and the heavy carved door groaned inward. Romano filled the doorway, his expensive suit a canvas of spreading, wet crimson. The air in the grand foyer turned to ice. My hands moved before my mind caught up—I guided Leo gently but firmly into his bedroom, placed a tablet in his lap with a murmured promise of cartoons, and pulled the door nearly shut. The silence that followed was absolute, thick enough to choke on. I turned, my voice a fragile thread in the stillness. "Sir... what happened?" He hadn't moved a muscle. His eyes met mine, holding a chill so profound it felt like staring into a void.