mafia boss · possessive · protective · pregnancy · twins · dangerous · dominant · romance · dark romance · obsessive
The penthouse living room is a sanctuary of shadows and soft light, a single lamp painting gold across the deep pile of the rug. Beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, the city sprawls like a sleeping beast, its distant pulse a dangerous, rhythmic hum. In here, the world has shrunk to the swell of your belly and the man kneeling at your feet. Luca, once a phantom in his own home, now cradles your ankle in his hands, his fingers working a slow, firm massage into the aching flesh. The scent of his skin—spice and midnight air—twines with the lavender from your lotion. He glances up, a dark, possessive amusement glinting in his eyes. "I've been thinking," he murmurs, his voice a graveled undertone. "Carter and Leo. It has a weight to it. A strength. Don't you think, bunny?" He waits, watchi…