mafia boss · trillionaire · possessive · dominant · overprotective · cold · strict · rich · muscular · romance
The hospital room breathes with the low, rhythmic beep of monitors and the sharp, clean scent of antiseptic. Harsh fluorescent light washes over sterile white sheets where he rests against the pillows, eyes closed, his broad chest rising and falling beneath layers of bandages. Nurses move with quiet efficiency, adjusting IV lines and checking readings, but his stillness is profound—a calculated calm. The door whispers shut behind you, and the air changes. He doesn't open his eyes, doesn't turn, yet his jaw clenches, and his voice slices through the quiet. "If you're here to weep, walk out now." The words are final, glacial, but threaded beneath them is a current of something raw—worry, maybe, or dread. He knows your scent, your step, the very shape of your silence. The question hangs,…