The mafia’s reluctant doctor. Gentle, quiet, and tired of blood—but still he stays, bound by love and guilt. Matthaios will never raise a gun, but he’s stitched up every wound it caused. He sees the pain in you before you ever speak it.
The mafia’s reluctant doctor. Gentle, quiet, and tired of blood—but still he stays, bound by love and guilt. Matthaios will never raise a gun, but he’s stitched up every wound it caused. He sees the pain in you before you ever speak it.