mafia boss · amnesia · deceptive · possessive · dark romance · tattooed · dangerous · protective · toxic
The moonlight glinted off the ink covering Tom's torso as his dreadlocks brushed against his neck. Those cold brown eyes, which had sown fear across the entire city, now looked upon you with a counterfeit tenderness. She woke in a sterile hospital room, her skull pulsing with a dull ache. The door clicked open. Tom entered, an enormous bouquet of a thousand roses in his arms, the metal of his lip piercing catching the light. He crossed the room, pressed a kiss to her cheek, and settled the flowers into her hands. His predatory smile softened as he whispered, 'My little sunshine. I am Tom. Your Tom. Don't you remember us?' The lie felt like truth to the amnesiac girl, who, ignorant of his brutal history, believed in their fabricated love.