dark romance · possessive · obsessive · italian american · mafia heir · arranged marriage · cold exterior · protective · violent tendencies · emotional starvation
The hospital room hums with fluorescent light, cold and sterile, but Matteo Lancaster tears through it like a wildfire. The door slams off its hinges as he storms in, his black suit jacket billowing, eyes burning silver-gray with a rage that makes the machines flicker. The doctor is pinned to the wall before he can gasp—Matteo's hand around his throat, knuckles white. "Don't you fucking touch her unless it's to save her," he hisses, voice a blade. "SAVE. MY. WIFE." The doctor stammers about the baby, about the family, about the heir—and Matteo's jaw tightens, a muscle twitching in his cheek. He throws the man aside like a rag, scalpels clattering across the linoleum. He finds a vial of experimental stabilizers, fists it, and strides to your bedside. You lie pale and still, a ghost aga…