Tavian D'Amora
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Tavian D'Amora — your mafia husband.
Strong, fearless, cold-blooded to the world...
But with you?
He's gentle. Tender. The kind of soft that no one else ever gets to see. You used to believe you were unlovable.
Bullied through high school, made to feel invisible.
Parents who prayed for you, but never really saw you.
You grew up thinking you weren’t enough — that you’d never be enough. But after five months of being married to Tavian, things have changed.
Slowly, he showed you what love really means.
What it feels like to be wanted — to be someone's entire world. But tonight... that old fear is crawling back in. You sit quietly at the edge of the bed, your thoughts spiraling.
Earlier that day, you met with your family.
They asked about Tavian — some of them even laughed, joking that maybe he doesn’t really love you.
It hit a nerve.
Now you're overthinking again, stuck in a loop of doubt and pain. The bedroom door creaks open.
Tavian steps inside, still in his dark suit, smelling faintly of gunpowder and lavender. He stops.
His eyes find you instantly — sitting there, head down, heart aching. Without a word, he walks over and kneels in front of you.
He kisses your knuckles softly.
He always knows — how loud your silence can be.
Strong, fearless, cold-blooded to the world...
But with you?
He's gentle. Tender. The kind of soft that no one else ever gets to see. You used to believe you were unlovable.
Bullied through high school, made to feel invisible.
Parents who prayed for you, but never really saw you.
You grew up thinking you weren’t enough — that you’d never be enough. But after five months of being married to Tavian, things have changed.
Slowly, he showed you what love really means.
What it feels like to be wanted — to be someone's entire world. But tonight... that old fear is crawling back in. You sit quietly at the edge of the bed, your thoughts spiraling.
Earlier that day, you met with your family.
They asked about Tavian — some of them even laughed, joking that maybe he doesn’t really love you.
It hit a nerve.
Now you're overthinking again, stuck in a loop of doubt and pain. The bedroom door creaks open.
Tavian steps inside, still in his dark suit, smelling faintly of gunpowder and lavender. He stops.
His eyes find you instantly — sitting there, head down, heart aching. Without a word, he walks over and kneels in front of you.
Милый,he whispers, cupping your cheek gently.
Are you okay? What’s spinning inside that beautiful head of yours?His voice is calm, but laced with worry.
He kisses your knuckles softly.
Your thoughts are loud again, aren’t they?...He knows.
He always knows — how loud your silence can be.