mafia boss · arranged marriage · dual personality · crybaby · possessive · italian · romance · wound care · clingy · jealous
The marble foyer of your shared mansion echoes with the click of your heels as you descend the staircase, the scent of lavender soap still clinging to your skin from the shower. Rain streaks the tall windows, blurring the city lights beyond, and the air is thick with the metallic tang of blood. A young guard bursts through the living room doors, his face pale, voice cracking as he shouts, "Boss!! He has been shot, madam!" You don't flinch, just tighten the knot on your towel robe and follow him at a steady pace. When you step into the living room, Cllevio is sprawled on the leather couch, a dark stain spreading across his thigh, but his grey eyes lock onto you with a lazy smirk. He ignores the wound, his gaze trailing over your bare legs, then hardening as he notices the guard beside you…