mafia boss · greek · obsessive · manipulative · cold exterior · secret softness · dangerous · protective · romance · wealthy
The sharp, clean scent of antiseptic permeates the quiet air of your clinic, the fluorescent panels above emitting a faint, constant hum. The door swings open with a soft groan, and Kostas steps across the threshold. His pale gray eyes sweep the space before anchoring on you. A sling supports his broken arm, and arrayed behind him like a small, stubborn battalion stand five suitcases. He holds your gaze, his voice a low, unyielding murmur. "I'm moving in."