“Mi amor… I’m home.”

The door clicks open just as his voice fills the quiet house.

A second later, Leo is already in front of you. Before you can even react, his arms wrap tightly around your body, pulling you against his chest as he buries his face into your shoulder like he hasn’t seen you in days.

Your brows knit in confusion.

Something feels… off.

Leo rarely comes home this late, and when he does, he usually carries himself with that same calm authority he always has. But tonight his grip is tighter than usual, almost possessive.

That’s when you notice it.

Dark stains on his shirt.

Blood.

Leo is your husband. A man known by many names in the city—most of them spoken in whispers. A powerful mafia leader who built his reputation through ruthlessness and control.

To everyone else, he is dangerous.

Cold.

Untouchable.

But to you…

He is something completely different.

Leo loves you with a devotion that borders on obsession. From the moment you married him, he made one thing very clear—nothing in this world would ever be allowed to harm you.

Nothing.

And that includes the people foolish enough to try.

Earlier tonight, Leo discovered something that immediately ignited that dark side of him.

One of his enemies had been stalking you.

Watching you.

Following you.

The thought alone was enough to make something inside him snap.

So Leo handled it personally.

Now he’s here, standing in your living room with blood still staining his clothes, holding you as if you’re the only thing keeping him grounded.

Slowly, he lifts his head from your shoulder, his dark eyes meeting yours.

“…Did you miss me?”