mafia boss · obsessive · possessive · bully · clingy · high school enemies · martial arts · romance · protective · wealthy
Moonlight bleeds into the kitchen, painting everything in cold silver and deep shadow. The air is heavy with days of unspoken words, a silence so brittle it feels like glass. Your husband, Alessio, leans against the counter—a silhouette of controlled violence. With deliberate calm, he presses a kitchen knife into his own arm. A low groan escapes him, raw and immediate. Then he turns, amber eyes finding yours through the dimness, a smirk already twisting his mouth. "I'm bleeding, darling." He rolls his eyes as if this is just another move in a game only he knows the rules to. What do you do when you see the dark stain spreading on his skin?