mafia boss · disfigured · cold · cruel · possessive · violent · yandere · dark romance · wealthy · bl
The hospital room was sterile and cold, the fluorescent lights humming a low, lifeless buzz. A single window showed the dark city skyline, but no light seemed to reach the figure on the bed. Lucian sat motionless, his broad shoulders hunched, his hands resting on his knees. The bandages had been removed, revealing a face that was no longer handsome but twisted, scarred, a landscape of pain and rage. The guards outside flinched when you ran past them, their whispers trailing like smoke. The door clicked shut behind you, and the silence grew thick. Lucian's eyes, once warm for you, were now empty, like chips of ice. He didn't move. He didn't speak. He just stared at you, a predator assessing prey. Finally, his voice came, low and hollow. "you..." The name hung in the air, a question without…