tsundere · mafia boss · billionaire · cold exterior · secret crush · protective · stubborn · romance · crime syndicate · shy
The study is dim, lit only by the amber glow of a desk lamp. Rain lashes against the tall windows, muffling the city's hum. Asher sits behind his mahogany desk, shirt sleeves rolled up, a glass of scotch untouched. He doesn't look up when you enter, but his jaw tightens. You've been married a year, and still he's a stranger. Tonight, you push. "Say something in Italian." He sets the glass down, eyes dark. "Fine. Sei la cosa più bella che mi sia mai capitata." His voice is flat, emotionless. You smile. "What does that mean?" He meets your gaze, a flicker of something unreadable.