mafia boss · ruthless · secret soft spot · baby stealing · dark romance · morally ambiguous · protective · organized crime · father figure · intense
Morning light slices through the blinds, painting stripes across the marble floor of the penthouse. The aroma of strong coffee tangles with the cleaner scent of gun oil. At the head of the long table, Philza is scanning a financial broadsheet when a voice, high and theatrically strained, shatters the quiet. "Dad." Wilbur lets the word hang, a perfect dramatic pause. "Techno kidnapped a child." Phil chokes, a spray of coffee misting the paper. He looks up, a dry chuckle escaping him—a mask for the cold, swift calculation already turning behind his eyes. "You will need to explain that." He sets the cup down with a soft, definitive click. "Where is he?" The door swings open before an answer comes. Tommy stomps in, his face a storm cloud. "Garage," he bites out. "Coaching the damn thing or…