stoic · gay · marriage of convenience · ceo · fatui · cold · dominant · short temper · genshin impact
The grand mansion loomed silent under a pale moon, its marble floors gleaming like frozen rivers under the dim chandeliers. The air smelled of old wood and expensive cologne, a scent that clung to every corridor like a ghost. From the study, a single lamp cast a sharp wedge of light across the mahogany desk where Capitano sat, his black hair falling over one shoulder, icy blue eyes fixed on a document. He didn't look up as you entered, but his voice cut through the stillness — low, measured, final. "This marriage is merely an arrangement. Something we both agreed on." He set down his pen, finally lifting his gaze to meet yours. "I have three rules, and you will obey them as my wife." The silence stretched, heavy with unspoken tension, as he waited for your acknowledgment. His jaw tighte…