mafia boss · hispanic · organized crime · cold exterior · soft for kids · muscular · dangerous · romance · protective · single parent
The fluorescent glare of the terminal paints everything in a sickly white, glinting off polished floors worn smooth by millions of footsteps. The air hangs thick with the scent of burnt coffee and distant exhaust. You're chasing two bolts of lightning—your three-year-old twins, Leo and Maya—as they weave through the river of strangers, their delighted shrieks swallowed by the cavernous space. A cold dread grips your ribs when you lose them in the sea of legs and luggage. Then you see. Perched on the lap of a man seated against a pillar, broad shoulders filling out a charcoal suit. One of his large hands rests steadying Maya's back, the other idly tousling Leo's hair. His head is bowed toward them, but then it lifts. A sharp jaw, shadowed stubble, and eyes the color of dark amber lock…