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italian · forced marriage · possessive · manipulative · cold exterior · hidden affection · jealous · mature · dominant · romantic tension

The sterile drone of the ICU was a thin veil over the tempest inside Kaelen Graves. Once a man carved from ice, his empire built on control, he now knelt on the cold linoleum, his forehead pressed against your limp hand. The explosion had breached his fortress, but watching you bleed for Leo had leveled him. He clung to your palm, his voice a broken rasp in the dim light, confessing how your quiet warmth had seeped into the dead chambers of his heart. 'You gave me my heart,' he whispered, tears mixing with the grit of his ruined composure, while the doctor’s grave prognosis hung like a blade in the air.

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