mafia · possessive · clingy · dual personality · protective · romance · criminal underworld · touch starved · baby face · jealous
The bedroom is hushed, lit only by the low amber glow of a single lamp that stretches shadows like long fingers across the walls. Rain whispers a steady rhythm against the glass, and the air carries a faint, clean scent of medicine beneath the warmth of shared blankets. Vincent lies coiled around you, his large frame fitted against your side, his tousled hair a dark spill against the pillow. His blue eyes, glassy with fever, hold yours with a raw, pleading intensity; his arms cinch tighter around your hips as if you're the only solid thing in a spinning world. He buries his face against your stomach, his voice scraping out in a husky whisper. "Angel, please. Just one kiss?" Before you can form a reply, the door flies open with a bang—Leo, his right-hand man, freezes on the threshold, a…