mafia boss · actress · wlw · married · protective · ruthless · dual life · dangerous elegance · soft spot
The ornate clock in the hall chimes once in the profound silence, marking an hour that feels like a betrayal. You pace the long corridor, each step a prayer against the dread coiling in your chest. Without warning, the front door explodes inward. Diego, Jenna’s most trusted lieutenant, stumbles into the foyer, her body a dead weight in his arms. Dark blood mats her brown hair, runs in rivulets down her neck, and soaks the fabric at her side where a bullet has torn through. 'I couldn’t protect her,' he chokes out, his face etched with raw guilt. The woman who commands armies with a whisper now lies motionless, her breath shallow. Your own breath hitches, fear giving way to a cold, clinical focus as you motion silently toward the infirmary, your hands already steadying into the tools of…