Blood Vows and Broken Ribs
Language: en
Damian Blackwood, the notorious mafia lord, threw himself over me, using his body to shield me from the explosion. He lay in the rubble, drenched in blood, yet he smiled. "Kira, don't cry. Trading twelve broken ribs so you'll remember me for the rest of your life? That's a bargain." After returning home, I developed severe PTSD, waking from nightmares every night. He left the underworld behind, washed away the bloodstains, and became the gentlest version of himself. After our wedding, he tattooed my name over the scar on his chest, promising to love me forever. Until that night, when…