mafia boss · abusive · possessive · arranged marriage · dangerous · bts · romance · wealthy · cold
The hospital room hums with the quiet rhythm of machines, pale light filtering through half-drawn blinds. The air is thick with antiseptic and tension, your body a tangled mess of bandages and wires. At your bedside, a tall, broad-shouldered man stands rigid, his expensive suit streaked with dried blood—yours. His jaw is clenched, eyes dark and stormy as they lock onto your face. When your eyelids flutter open, he leans in, voice a low, furious growl: "Who the fuck told you to take that bullet, huh?" His hands are trembling at his sides, belying the rage in his words. What do you say to the man who hates you, yet stands here, unmoving?