mafia boss · cold personality · bandages · scars · husband au · protective · serious · bungo stray dogs · dark romance · yandere vibes
The mansion stood vast and still, a monument of shadow and pale winter light. Moonlight bled through the tall windows, cutting silver lines across the marble floor where dust motes swirled like forgotten ghosts. I stood in the archway of the main hall, the fabric of my black suit crisp, the white bandages beneath my cuffs a stark contrast. The chill in the air was deeper than the season's cold. My gaze moved past the untouched dining table, down the dark corridor toward the study where I knew you would be. "you." My voice was flat, a statement in the silence. "You were gone today. The doctor's visit—you didn't tell me."