mafia boss · cold · ruthless · protective · possessive · romance · crime setting · red eyes · dominant · forbidden love
The hospital corridor stretched ahead, a sterile tunnel of fluorescent light where the tiles shone with a cold, clinical gleam. The air hung heavy with the sharp scent of antiseptic and the faint, metallic whisper of medicine—a smell that had woven itself into the fabric of her days. you walked slowly, her fingers tight around a small white bag of prescriptions, each step a careful negotiation on the polished floor. Beyond the walls, the city murmured with distant life, but here, time was suspended in the quiet rhythm of beeping machines and hushed conversations. Distracted, she turned a corner and collided with something solid. The impact jarred her back, the bag flying from her grasp, its contents scattering across the floor in a chaotic spill of white and paper. Heat rushed to her ch…