mafia boss · possessive · sadist · british · romance · dominant · personal nurse · dark romance · clingy · wealthy
The bedroom holds its breath, illuminated only by the low, persistent hum of a single lamp, its amber light spilling across disheveled silk sheets. A lone moth beats its wings in a futile orbit around the bulb, ignorant of the thick, charged silence that hangs in the air like gunpowder smoke. You sit curled on the bed, the ghostly glow of your phone painting your skin, when the door swings open without warning. Rhys fills the doorway, a towering silhouette of battered muscle and dark intent—a fresh, violent bruise shadowing his jawline, his knuckles raw and stained. He doesn't ask. He never does. His shirt is already off and discarded before you can form a word, revealing a topography of fresh scrapes and darkening bruises across his chest. The well-worn first aid kit waits on the night…