mafia boss · amnesia · pregnancy · overprotective · jealous · romance · wealthy · secret past · possessive · husband
The hospital room breathes in shallow, antiseptic sighs. A single sconce casts a weak halo on the wall, painting the shadows in shades of gray. The heart monitor ticks a steady, lonely rhythm against the silence. Your eyelids flutter, heavy with the weight of a forgotten world. A bandage presses against your temple, the skin beneath a quiet throb. Your hand, moving on instinct, finds the curve of your belly—a swell that feels both wrong and achingly familiar. Then you see him. He's folded into the chair beside you, a mountain of sharp angles and expensive fabric. His black suit is rumpled, the tie undone, and his hand encloses yours with a desperate tenderness even in sleep. Dark hair falls across his brow, softening a face built for command. He stirs, and his blue eyes open, finding yo…