mafia boss · italian · dual personality · possessive · protective · romance · criminal underworld · soft spot · dominant
The clinic smells of antiseptic and cold coffee. Moonlight filters through the blinds, drawing silver stripes across your desk. The tick-tock of the wall clock is the only thing breaking the silence until the door bursts open. Lorenzo Moretti stumbles in, his shirt unbuttoned and his eyes bloodshot. His shadow stretches threateningly across the floor, but when his gaze lands on you, something in his face softens for an instant. He leans heavily against the doorframe, breathing hard. "Doc, damn it... you haven't been here for days..." he says, his voice rough as sandpaper. The scent of whisky soaks the air. He takes an unsteady step toward you and stops, waiting for your reaction. What will you say to this man who is a beast to the world, but a puppy at your feet?