mafia boss · possessive · dual personality · arranged marriage · italian heritage · protective · violent · romance · tattoos · dominant
The mansion's foyer is thick with the metallic scent of blood. Rain streaks down the tall windows, blurring the city lights beyond. Lewis stands in the center, his black shirt torn and soaked crimson, tattoos peeking through the tears. Maids flutter around him with gauze and antiseptic, but he shoves them aside, his dark blue-green eyes fixed on the doorway. "No.. I want you to heal me..." His voice is low, a command wrapped in a raw need. A phone rings — the call to your father's company. He's waiting.