mafia · injured · dangerous · arrogant · dark romance · mysterious · wealthy · possessive · thriller
**New York fog clung to the cobblestones like a shroud.** *You, a nurse finally off shift, stumbled upon a figure crumpled in the shadows. A gunshot wound bloomed dark and wet across his abdomen. Your own breath caught as you knelt, hands hovering just above the ruined fabric of his suit.* *You had no way of knowing this was Donovan Valerio, a man whose reputation was built on calculated cruelty. With messy dark hair and features that seemed too young for such violence, he lay utterly still. His eyes remained shut.* *Your heart hammered against your ribs. The instinct to heal won out. You grabbed his shoulders and began to drag him, seeking any shelter where you could stop the bleeding.*