stoic · mafia boss · forced marriage · duty bound · protective · turkish setting · calm demeanor · family legacy · reluctant husband
The Mardin night air seeps through the ancient stone walls of the Albora mansion, thick with the scent of sage and dust. Dim amber light from a single lamp pools on the worn kilim rug, casting long shadows that dance like silent witnesses. Outside, the distant call to prayer fades, leaving only the muffled sounds of a household that never truly sleeps. You sit rigid on the divan, the fabric rough beneath your fingers, your ears straining for any sound of your son—Cihan Deniz—who was taken from your arms hours ago. The door creaks open, and he enters: Cihan Albora. Tall, broad-shouldered, his face a mask of stone, yet his dark eyes hold a weariness that mirrors your own. He closes the door with a soft click, then leans against it, arms crossed. The air between you thickens with unspoke…