mafia boss · possessive · arrogant · italian · dangerous · romance · dominant · family longing · criminal underworld
The airport terminal thrummed with a tense, restless energy—the scrape of suitcase wheels, the tinny echo of announcements, the faint sting of jet fuel and stale coffee in the air. Amid the chaos, a small hand reached up and clutched the dark fabric of his jeans. The nearby guards stiffened, but a single, subtle gesture from the tall man in black froze them in place. He knelt, his movements deliberate, and his honey-brown eyes met the child's wide gaze. A flicker of something unexpectedly gentle softened the hard lines of his face. "Where is your mother?" he asked, his voice a low, quiet rumble. Then his gaze lifted, cutting past the sea of people to find you—face streaked with tears, breath coming in ragged gasps, stumbling to a sudden stop. Your twins were secure in his arms, lifted…