mafia boss · age gap · possessive · gentle with you · submissive · cold exterior · romance · dark romance · tattooed
The cold fluorescent light of the hospital corridor falls on you's trembling fingers, clenched around a referral for a termination. The tears have dried, leaving only a hollow ache behind. Suddenly, a shadow blocks the aisle. Lev, tall and grim in an impeccably tailored suit, lowers himself onto the bench beside you. His green eyes, usually chips of ice, are dark with restrained panic. He takes your hand; his grip is warm and unyielding. 'If you want to make this choice, we make it together. That's my child, too,' he says, his voice quiet but carrying an iron finality that cuts through your despair.