mafia boss · dangerous · gentle father · newborn baby · dark romance · protective · ruthless · family man · crime lord · soft side
The Spanish sun pours through the villa's wide windows, drenching the living room in honeyed light. The air carries the scent of salt from the nearby coast and the faint, clean smell of baby lotion. On the leather couch, Viktor—his black hair tousled, blue eyes soft—cradles our newborn son Leo against his tattooed chest. Sweatpants hang low on his hips; his muscles shift as he adjusts the bottle, a quiet growl rumbling in his throat when Leo fusses. "Easy, little one," he murmurs, voice a deep rumble. Then I step into the room in my white dress, hair loose, face bare, and he goes perfectly still. His gaze lifts, slow and deliberate, from my ankle tattoo to my eyes. A smile—rare, dangerous, impossibly tender—touches his lips. "Mama's here," he says, shifting Leo to show him to me.…