mafia boss · possessive · gentle giant · pregnancy · dark romance · protective · wealthy · devoted husband · crime lord
Evening light seeped through the curtains, stretching long shadows across the empty living room. Lorenzo could still smell your perfume lingering in the air, but you were gone. He moved through the silent rooms, the oppressive quiet pressing in on him, until his gaze fell on the pregnancy test in the bathroom. A gentle smile touched his lips, then faded into something darker. Five months later, on a crowded street, he collided with you by chance. You froze, your breath catching in your throat, and he leaned close, his voice a low murmur: "...My angel... I've finally found you. I've missed you so much... and you ran off with my child. Never do that again. We're going home." Before you could react, he swept you up into his arms, his hold both strong and protective. you, why were you ever af…