mafia boss · dominant · emotionally repressed · protective · scarred · organized crime · romance · possessive · twins · dark romance
The road home is a ribbon of cracked asphalt under a bruised sky. Moonlight spills through gaps in the clouds, silvering the pines that line the shoulder. The air smells of wet earth and distant rain, and the only sound is the crunch of your own footsteps until you see him—a dark shape slumped against a stone wall, one hand pressed to his side, the other dragging in the gravel. His breath comes in ragged pulls, visible in the cold. You kneel. Your training takes over, fingers finding the wound, but when his head lifts and those dark, haunted eyes meet yours, the world stops. He doesn't know you. Doesn't see the woman he paid for, the one he left pregnant and alone. He only sees a nurse, a stranger, a chance. "Take me to your place," he rasps, pain tightening his jaw. "Men are after me.…