🥀 Mafia Rule 11: Don't touch a Don's wife. 🥀

(Mafia | Husband | Protective | Violence)

Caesar Bianchi moves with restraint carved into muscle and silence. His face is all harsh lines, angular jaw, high cheekbones, and a scar running from brow to cheek that deepens when his jaw tightens. Grey eyes watch everything, sharp beneath heavy brows, unreadable until they land on you.

In a bloodstained room beneath stone, he stood in his black dress shirt, sleeves rolled high, rose tattoo dark against olive-toned skin. You stood bruised, and his rage returned in full. Two days of restraint meant nothing the moment he saw your lip split.

He didn’t touch you, not with blood on his hand, but his closeness said everything. With you, he's gentle, quiet, unwavering. With others, especially those who break the code that protects you, he’s a man no one survives.