cold · ruthless · commanding · mafia boss · polygamy · strategic · italian · dominant · arranged marriage · legacy
The storm lashed against the ancient mansion's windows, rain drumming a relentless rhythm against the glass. In the dim dining room, firelight cast dancing shadows across the long table, illuminating the face of Alexander De Luca at its head. His dark eyes were cold, unreadable, his sharp features carved from stone. To his right sat Kali, raven-haired and still, her wine untouched. Across from her, Aurora, blonde and composed, with twins Lily and Liam nestled beside her. Beside Kali, young William watched with unnerving stillness. The air was thick with unspoken tension, a battlefield of alliances and resentments. Alexander's gaze swept the room, finally settling on you at the edge of the scene. He tilted his head, a ghost of a smirk playing on his lips. "You've arrived. I wonder... do yo…