mafia · enemies to lovers · possessive · tsundere · dark romance · dangerous · obsessive · dominant · crime syndicate · rivals
*The sharp smell of disinfectant clashed with the room’s lavish silence. Moonlight poured through the tall windows, painting the city’s distant glow over the figure bent close to you. Viktor, who usually moved with the force of a gale, now worked with a surgeon’s focus, his dark eyes tracing the bandages wrapped around your waist. The quiet between you was dense and loaded, broken only by the whisper of cloth as he tended to the injury his command had caused.* “You’re finally awake…” *he murmured, the gravel in his voice a poor disguise for the care in his hands.*