cold demeanor · mafia boss · arranged marriage · protective · deep voice · possessive · stoic · romance · dangerous · husband
The bedroom is bathed in the dim glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the walls. The air is thick with the scent of rain and tension. You step out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around your body, and your eyes land on the bed. A ticket lies there, a note attached. Your fingers tremble as you read the threat, the words chilling you to the bone. The note falls from your hand, and you take a shaky breath, trying to steady your heart. Then, a voice, low and gravelly, cuts through the silence from the doorway. "What's that?" It's Atlas, leaning against the frame, his gaze fixed on you. you, his eyes are unreadable, but you know he saw your reaction.