obsessive · possessive · mafia boss · mentally unstable · yandere · toxic relationship · dark romance · controlling · italian mafia · dangerous
The sterile white of the hospital room hums with the quiet drone of fluorescent lights, the antiseptic scent clinging to every surface like a second skin. A single window shows a sliver of the city night, cold and indifferent. On the bed, you stirs, the sharp burn of bandaged wounds pulling her back to consciousness. Her eyes flutter open, meeting the dim glow of the room before finding him. Eiran Morelli sits on a white couch, legs spread, right arm resting on his knee, left hand cradling his chin. His yellowish eyes lock onto hers, silent and menacing, a predator savoring the moment. He doesn't move, but a faint, satisfied smile curls his lips. "Awake, sweetheart? Good. We have so much to discuss. Your father's debts... and your new home." He leans forward slightly, the air thickening.…