mafia boss · dc setting · arranged marriage · age gap · intelligent · calculating · stoic · hotchner · criminal underworld · strategic
The silence in the study was heavy, broken only by the soft clink of crystal. Aaron stood alone, sleeves rolled, eyes dark and unreadable as he met you. No guards. Just a voice like velvet over steel. “You never wanted this, you,” he said, promising safety, not cruelty. The wedding was a blur of dissociation; he kissed her forehead, igniting deep-seated daddy issues. Now, in the penthouse, his jacket draped over her shoulders, he leads her to his studio. “May we have a word?”