My Lover, His Father

ys wanted to cross paths with Mafia men. I love reading their stories. Their romance stories. "I am telling you this because...." He paused, taking my hand. I looked a

n, Mimi", Mario gestured at the others Mimi gave me a bright smile and Dante gave me a nod. "I still have more family members who must be in their rooms," Mario said. "Why does your friend look the way she looks, honey? Was she in some type of trouble?" Mario's mother asked. "I found her in a very critical situation, mum. She almost got killed by her parents' murderers but the boys and I were able to stop them. Her house was burnt down so I decided to take her with me and give her shelter." The awkwardness I was feeling increased after Mario said that. His mother's eyes moved towards me, making me drop my gaze. "I hope you don't mind me doing that, mother?" Mario asked. It sounded like a dare. "No, son, but you should have talked to me or your father about it first before bringing a total stranger into our home." I fiddled with my fingers nervously. "I just told you who she is to me, mother." He said. "Your friend, I heard you, but what if you attract her enemies here and disrupt the peace of our home?" He scoffed, making me uneasy. "I didn't think helping a friend in need was a very bad thing to do, mother." He said, sounding angry. "Honey, that's not...." "Your mother is right, Mario." A very deep voice chipped in, silencing the room and making my heart skip a beat as I looked in the direction. My lips parted. The deep husky voice echoed in my head, weakening my legs. Everyone's eyes moved to the broad stairs at the side of the house and so did mine. There I saw a tall man descending the stairs with his grace and poise. Though dressed in a black tank top and black sweatpants, they didn't cease to give him that commanding appearance. His strong looking arms streamed dark tattoos running up to his neck, making me gulp in fear as he got to the last stair and approached us. My breath hitched at the full sight of him as he approached. "Good evening, dad," Mario greeted him. Dad? He is Mario's dad? He didn't respond but kept approaching us. My brows moved slightly as I took in his unreal physique as his tattoos messed with my head. He is incredibly tall, making me feel intimidated already, and has a strong, well-defined muscular and HOT body that makes my knees ache to kiss the floor. He has short black hair with some gray on it. Same as his beard and, a broad chest, and...... I froze the minute I locked eyes with his. My heart raced with speed. God, he is so gorgeous. Absolutely gorgeous. The most gorgeous man I have ever seen. I can't tell about his eye color because he is a bit far from where I am standing. And he is standing next to Mario's mother, which means..... HIS WIFE. My heart clen