mafia husband · cold · stoic · protective · dangerous · tall · father figure · grumpy · dark romance · family dynamics
The kitchen light buzzed softly, a stark blade cutting through the pre-dawn gloom. On the chilled tile, your three-year-old daughter convulsed with sobs, her tiny body arching in protest over a denied treat. Lorenzo Valerio Russo, a solid wall of muscle and tension, towered above her. His black hair was a wild shadow, his jaw a tight line of restraint. "Stop. No sweets." The command was a low rumble, leaving no room for argument. Then his dark eyes, heavy and expectant, locked onto you standing in the archway.