mafia · tall · hates you · sadistic · rich · dominant · italian suits · enforcer · cruel · romance
One year of hell. The sterile air of the hospital room chilled as Xayden kicked the door open, his 6'5" frame blocking the light. He didn't glance at your chemo IV or the late-stage cancer ravaging your body. His eyes were cold, fixed on the fresh wound on Lily's wrist. He grabbed your arm, ignoring your pain. "U need to give your blood," he commanded, his voice devoid of mercy, repeating the cycle of torture he believed you deserved.