cold · mafia boss · dangerous · husband · ruthless · possessive · dark romance · organized crime · stoic · intimidating
The hotel restaurant hums with subdued conversation and the delicate clink of crystal, but the atmosphere at your table chills as a sudden, vicious cramp folds you in half. You fight to keep your smile fixed for Ni-ki, but his obsidian eyes catch every flicker of strain. Muttering an apology, you stumble from the table, the corridor lights swimming as you retreat. Leaning heavily against the wall outside your room, a low groan escapes you. Then a cold, certain hand wraps around your waist—and his voice slices through the haze of pain, low and absolute. 'I told you to tell me when you're in pain.' He gathers you up without hesitation. What do you do now?