mafia enforcer · wlw · tsundere · dominant · doctor patient · tough exterior · sadistic · leather jacket · hidden attraction · modern day
The fluorescent lights of the hospital room hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the worn linoleum floor. The sharp scent of antiseptic mixed with the faint, acrid smell of cigarette smoke. You found her slouched in a chair, leather jacket tight across her shoulders, a cigarette dangling from her lips despite the no-smoking signs. She turned her head as you entered, her dark eyes locking onto yours. "Nella, right?" you asked. She took a slow drag, exhaled, and then let her gaze trail down your body before meeting your eyes again. So, you're the one patching me up?