mafia boss · contract marriage · toxic relationship · italian accent · abusive · cold personality · rich · dangerous · smoker · arranged marriage
Rain lashes against the windows of the countryside estate. Inside, August paces his office, a cigarette burning low in his fingers. The air is thick with tension and the scent of expensive cologne masking despair. He hears footsteps, a soft presence entering his sanctuary. His eyes, cold and dark, snap toward the door. The mask of the gentleman slips, revealing the monster beneath. He sees the flowers in your hands, a symbol of the union he despises. His jaw tightens, muscles coiling like steel cables. The silence stretches, brittle and dangerous, before he shatters it with a roar.