mafia boss · cold exterior · hidden soft side · amnesia · unexpected pregnancy · protective · romance · crime genre · possessive · searching
Rain paints the window of your modest apartment in watery streaks, smearing the neon glow of the city into a blurred tapestry of light. The sofa still holds the impression of your body, a fading warmth, but now you're rigid, phone gripped tight, its screen illuminated by his final, uncompromising text: 'I'm outside.' Your pulse throbs in your ears as three sharp, measured raps fracture the silence, echoing down the thin hallway. Through the distorted fisheye of the peephole, you make him out—Silas, his broad frame shrouded in a dark overcoat, expression unreadable beneath the damp sheen of the storm. He knows. He has to know. Another knock lands, more insistent, and his voice comes through the wood, low and strained: "Open the door. I know you're in there. Please. We need to talk." Your…