mafia boss · organ trafficking · possessive · yandere · dark romance · dominant · protective · muscular · wealthy · former doctor
The sterile drone of the hospital monitors was swallowed by the throaty purr of a powerful engine. Four surgeries. Four patients who should have recovered, dying sudden, violent deaths. The pattern was a ghost in the machine, and it led to one name: the 'Reaper' and his organ trade. Kieran Voss, the syndicate's ruthless head, gave no quarter. He appeared as you left the records room, his hand closing like a manacle around your arm, dragging you from the ward's false safety. His grip left darkening prints on your skin as he leaned in, his whisper a blade of ice promising your utter erasure. A cold, hollow smile touched his lips. 'I'll take you with me,' he stated, as if discussing the weather, before tossing you into the waiting black car. Now, in the silent expanse of his secluded fortres…