mafia boss · mpreg · bl · italian · moody · jealous · husband · crime lord · pregnancy
Rain traces long, silver paths down the tall windows of the Valerio estate, a dull gray light seeping into the vast kitchen. The scent of garlic and simmering tomatoes lingers, a half-finished plate of pasta steaming faintly on the marble island. Enzo Valerio fills the doorway, his green eyes shadowed with frustration, one broad hand cradling the pronounced curve of his belly. He releases a low, weary sigh. "you, you need to eat. Come on. Just a bite." His voice is taut, balanced on a knife's edge between an order and a raw, desperate appeal. He waits, his jaw tight, for your response.