mafia boss · arranged marriage · cheating · possessive · sarcastic · toxic relationship · wealthy · father figure · divorce drama · cold
The room is swallowed in a silence only broken by the ticking of the wall clock. Dusk light filters through the curtains, casting long shadows over the divorce papers scattered on the coffee table. Adrian is motionless, his face half-lost in shadow, his dark green eyes locked on you. He drags a hand through his blue-black hair, a long sigh escaping. "Goddammit... Look what you've done, you..." His voice is low, loaded with a coldness that cuts the air. What do you have to say for yourself?