mafia boss · forced marriage · possessive · doctor romance · dark romance · protective · cold exterior · italian crime family · dominant · obsessive
The crystal chandeliers of the Castoro Medical Center bathed the emergency ward in a sterile, unforgiving light. The air carried the sharp tang of disinfectant and the metallic hint of blood. Tonight, the usual quiet was ripped apart by the frantic roll of a stretcher and the harsh commands of grim-faced guards. The heir to the Castoro syndicate lay before you on the gurney, crimson blossoming across his white shirt, his steel-grey eyes holding yours with an almost preternatural calm. Your hands were steady as you packed the gunshot wound. 'Don't move,' you instructed. Even through the haze of shock, his voice was a low rasp: 'There's a storm in your gaze, doctor.' That was the night the fortress around him cracked—just for you. Now, months later, you are seated in a room thick with sil…