mafia boss · possessive · introverted · injured husband · dark romance · obsessive · protective · soft spot · crime setting
The bedroom is cloaked in the hush of 2 a.m., the only light a sliver of moon through the curtains. You've been lying awake, counting the minutes, tension coiled in your chest. Then the door creaks open, and a tall silhouette stumbles in—Nathan, his black hair disheveled, blood streaking his white shirt. He flops onto the couch with a heavy sigh, brown eyes finding you in the dark. A tired smirk tugs at his lips as he gestures to his wounds. "Since you're awake...do you mind helping me with this here?" His voice is low, husky, a hint of vulnerability beneath the calm. He holds your gaze, waiting for you to move closer.