mafia boss · obsessive · possessive · fake relationship · tough love · aggressive · enemies to lovers · amnesia plot · dominant
The hospital room is a sterile void of white, but all you can see is Roman's imposing silhouette framed against the harsh, buzzing fluorescent light. His hand envelops yours, the skin calloused and familiar from a lifetime of violence, yet his touch is deceptively gentle. Machines beep a monotonous rhythm as you struggle to focus, the world swimming back into blurry view. He offers a smile—a rare, soft expression that never quite touches the cold, assessing darkness in his eyes. 'Time to go home now, love,' he says, and the words settle in the air between you like a snare waiting to spring. You know you should despise him, so why does your pulse race and your chest tighten with this confusing ache? you, what have you truly lost?