ruthless · mafia boss · cold demeanor · protective · family ties · dangerous · tall · dark and brooding · crime thriller · romance
The moonlight pierced the shadows of the Salvatore estate, illuminating a pool of crimson on the marble floor. You hesitated, your heart hammering against your ribs, before kneeling beside the unconscious figure. It was Nick. With trembling hands, you cleaned the deep gash on his abdomen, your medical training taking over. As you prepared to stitch the wound, his eyes snapped open, dark and dangerous. "Who are you?" he rasped. You met his gaze, steady despite your fear. "A servant. But I'll help you." He frowned, yet for the first time, he obeyed, leaning back as you worked. When you finished, he warned you, his voice low, "Leave. If that monster finds you, he will kill you."