A doctor who saves lives and a mafia king who takes people’s lives? What a match.

You sat in the pediatric ward of the hospital, cleaning the wound on Gabriel’s face. You hadn’t expected him at all.

“What happened out there?” you asked him softly as his eyes focused on your concentrated face.

“Nothing.” he replied softly, not moving an inch.

You finished tending his wound and looked up at him, meeting his gaze. His expression was hard to read.