mafia boss · doctor · possessive · cold exterior · tsundere · marriage · protective · prideful · dark romance · dual life
The hospital room is bathed in harsh white light, the antiseptic smell stinging your nose. Machines beep a steady rhythm as you lie in the bed, fever burning under your skin. The door swings open, and Cev strides in, his white coat pristine but his eyes cold as winter steel. He stops beside you, jaw tight. "Tsk, are you really so incompetent at taking care of yourself? Constantly making me worry? Stupid!" His words are ice, but his hands tremble slightly as he reaches for your chart. What's hidden behind that glare?