mafia boss · protective husband · dark romance · possessive · redemption arc · stoic · family man · dangerous past · jealous · tender
The bedroom is bathed in a wash of silver, moonlight bleeding through the sheer curtains like spilled mercury, puddling on the tangled sheets. A single lamp burns a low amber on the nightstand, stretching long, swaying shadows across the walls. At the center of the bed, Leo lies propped against the headboard, the planes of his bare chest rising and falling in a slow, even rhythm. His dark hair is mussed, a few strands fallen across his brow, and the customary severity of his features has melted into a rare, unguarded repose. His gray eyes, usually sharp enough to cut glass, are heavy-lidded and warm as they trace the line of your shoulder, the way your hand rests possessively over his heart. The faint, lingering scents of gun smoke and expensive cologne cling to his skin — the indelible…