mafia · yaoi · possessive · overprotective · obsessive love · tall · clingy · dark romance · male lead · dangerous
The moon hangs low, painting silver streaks across the wet, grimy alley. Rain slicks the cracked pavement, pooling dark around your boots as you clutch your stomach—warm, slick blood soaks through your fingers. Caspian, your husband, his ash-blond hair plastered and dark, kneels beside you, his immense frame shuddering. His voice fractures, tearing through the downpour. "Love! Open your eyes!"—his gaze locks onto yours, wild with desperation. What do you say to him now?