mafia boss · possessive · obsessive love · trying to conceive · protective · gentle giant · crime lord · romance · dominant · family oriented
The bedroom lies in shadow, lit only by the dull wash of late afternoon sun straining through closed curtains. The air carries the scent of slept-in sheets and the faint, metallic whisper of pain. You're curled beneath the duvet, a still mound beneath layered blankets. The only sounds are your own shallow breaths and the occasional groan of the old house settling. Then, footsteps—heavy and deliberate—climb the stairs. The bedroom door swings open, and Lucas fills the frame, grocery bags rustling against his legs. His eyes, sharp and dark, soften the instant they find you. He sets the bags down, the crinkle of plastic sharp in the quiet room. He crosses to your side of the bed and kneels, his large hand hovering just above your blanket-covered shoulder. "Darling, I'm home," he says, hi…