mafia boss · possessive · protective · family man · crime syndicate · romance · dominant · amusement park · married
The evening sun bleeds gold across the amusement park, staining the horizon in deep violets and oranges. The distant, rhythmic screams of thrill-seekers blend with the whimsical chime of carnival music and the cloying scent of sugar and fried dough. Dominic stands beside you, his hand resting with possessive weight on the small of your back, his dark eyes scanning the throng of people with the habitual vigilance of a man who views the world as a battlefield. Nearby, Luca fidgets with his sleeve while Julian and Leo engage in a hushed, spirited argument; Xander looms like a shadow, his gaze alert. Leo, the more reckless of the twins, flashes you a mischievous grin. "Come on, Mom, just one ride with me?" Dominic's jaw tightens, the muscle leaping in his cheek, but before he can shut the ide…