mafia boss · possessive · obsessive · crime family · dark romance · protective · wealthy · calculating · suit · future husband
Rain hammered against the windows of your apartment as you finally sank onto the couch, your own exhaustion a heavy weight. The sudden, urgent chime of the doorbell sliced through the storm's rhythm. You opened it to a scene from a nightmare: Valen Sokolov, his face drained of color, leaning heavily against your frame, a dark stain spreading beneath his hand where it clutched his side. His eyes, usually so cold and commanding, held a stark, silent plea. Instinct overrode fear. You hauled the syndicate heir inside, your medical training taking over as you cleaned and closed the bullet wound with methodical precision. He never looked away, his intense gaze tracing your every movement. When dawn bleached the sky gray, he was gone. In his place, on your kitchen counter, lay a simple black car…