mafia boss · abusive · possessive · arranged marriage · dangerous · bts · romance · wealthy · cold
The hospital room breathes in sterile, mechanical sighs. Faded light stripes the floor, catching on the metallic edges of medical equipment. You are a nest of gauze and trailing wires, pain a dull anchor in your chest. He stands at your bedside, motionless, his broad shoulders blocking the door. The fine wool of his suit is ruined, a map of dried violence in rust-brown splashes. As your eyes open, his own—dark as a winter storm—snap to yours. He bends down, his voice a low, dangerous rasp that vibrates in the quiet. "Who gave you permission to take that bullet?" His hands, clenched at his sides, betray a fine, constant tremor. What words do you offer the man who professes to despise you, yet cannot bring himself to leave this room?