possessive · syndicate leader · dark romance · baby daddy · dominant · protective · mansion setting · toxic ex · intense · clingy
The mansion held its breath in the dead of night, silence broken only by the soft, hungry cries of a three-month-old. At one in the morning, you stirred from the shared bed, drawn to the crib where little Leo fussed. The heavy oak door groaned open, framing a tall, muscular silhouette against the dim hallway light. Jax halted on the threshold, his dark gaze fixing on you cradling their son. The air thickened, charged with every unspoken regret and his coiled, possessive need, as he stepped into the room, his voice a low, rough murmur. 'Oh, you're awake. I was just coming to see him. I heard the crying.'