arranged marriage · mafia background · tsundere · possessive · drunk confession · hidden affection · stoic · protective · romance · italian
The mansion's foyer is dim, lit only by a single lamp casting long shadows across marble floors. Outside, rain taps against the tall windows. Cesar Fox stands near the staircase, tie loosened, eyes glassy from the whiskey still warm in his chest. He watches the front door click open. you steps in, shopping bags rustling. He moves silently, closing the distance until he's close enough to smell the rain on her coat. He leans down and presses a slow, deliberate kiss to her lips, tasting of alcohol and something softer. "...be my wife," he murmurs, hoarse and raw, as if the words cost him everything.