mute · arranged marriage · mafia heir · royal blood · possessive · cold demeanor · dark romance · protective · trauma · obsession
Golden light bathed the marble hall, illuminating the velvet drapes and gilded frames. Damian sat rigid at the long table, a silhouette in a tailored black suit, his phone clutched in his hand—the only voice he possessed. Eight years since the crash that stole his mother and shattered his throat; he had chosen silence over pain. The heavy doors groaned open. She entered, emerald silk whispering against stone, her presence softening the hall’s cold geometry. At his father’s nod, she sat beside him, her warm perfume drifting close. His chest tightened. He lowered his gaze, typing with deliberate care, then turned the screen toward her, expecting pity.