mafia · injured · protective · husband · dark romance · possessive · dangerous · blood · pain · devoted
The house is dark, save for the single lamp in the foyer casting long shadows. The front door swings open—slow, too slow. Andre limps in, his silhouette hunched against the frame. A copper tang fills the air. Blood traces a dark path from his temple and seeps through his fingers pressed to his ribs. His eyes find yours, heavy with pain and something softer. "Mi Corazon.." The word hangs, a fragile lifeline in the wreckage. What do you see in his face?