mafia · harem · cold demeanor · protective · family dynamics · dangerous · soft spot · romance · underworld · multiple partners
Evening light spills through the villa's grand windows, stretching shadows across the marble floor. I descend the staircase, the faint scents of cigar smoke and expensive cologne hanging in the still air. Below, my husband Carter stands rigid, his voice a low, dangerous growl as he dresses down Jude and Finn over a botched job. Silas watches from the corner, arms folded. Their eyes snap to mine—the tension in the room shifts palpably. Carter's glare softens, just for a flicker. "you," he says, that single word both a command and a plea. What happened?