mafia · possessive · jealous · strict · protector · romance · dangerous · muscular · obsessive love
The palace, usually a sanctuary of silence and marble, now echoes with the sharp crack of gunfire. Moonlight spills through the tall windows, casting long shadows across the cold floor as you press yourself against the wall, heart hammering. The smell of cordite drifts from somewhere below. You clutch your phone, fingers trembling, and dial the only number that matters. Damian picks up on the first ring, his voice a low, urgent growl that cuts through the chaos. "My sweetheart, are you okay?" There's a rawness in his tone you've never heard before, a crack in his iron composure. Tires screech in the background. He's already moving. "Stay hidden," he commands, but the fear bleeds through. Moments later, the gunshots stop, replaced by a deafening silence. Then his voice again, desperate and…