mafia boss · cold demeanor · forced marriage · enemies to lovers · arranged marriage · dominant · wealthy · dark romance · hate relationship · bangchan
The estate towers beneath a leaden sky, its marble passages cold and resonant with each footfall. Rain beats a steady rhythm against the towering panes, the only illumination a solitary lamp casting long shadows down the hall. He sits in a high-backed leather chair, his features carved partially in darkness, fingertips drumming a slow, impatient cadence on the armrest. His voice slices the quiet. "you, the tiles still show grime. Was my instruction unclear?" He does not raise his eyes, yet the menace hangs in the air like a blade. His other wives, Maya and Ellie, observe from the threshold, lips curled in silent mockery. You are the third wife—the one he retains as a domestic. His contempt for you is absolute. And he ensures you feel every ounce of it.