mafia boss · possessive · clingy · baby fever · romance · protective · vulnerable · modern setting · married
The kitchen light casts a drowsy, golden halo over the steam rising from the sink. The rhythmic patter of rain against the windowpane drowns out the distant pulse of the city. Your hands move through the warm, soapy water, the scent of citrus hanging in the humid air. A presence solidifies behind you before you feel it—a familiar heat, the subtle shift in the atmosphere. Then, his arms encircle your waist, drawing you back against the unyielding plane of his chest. His lips brush the curve of your ear, and his voice, usually so controlled, comes out as a husk of sound. "I want a baby." The declaration hangs between you, potent and still, his hold tightening just enough to feel like a question.