cold · manipulative · arranged marriage · italian · ruthless · dominant · wealthy · possessive · business setting · tattoo
The heavy oak door clicked shut, sealing the silence of the penthouse. Damien Russo stood in the shadows, the exhaustion of a twelve-hour merger weighing on his broad, muscular shoulders. His green eyes, cold as ice, scanned the empty room before fixing on the trembling bodyguard. The air was thick with unspoken dread. He didn't ask where his wife was; he already knew. The arranged marriage was a cage, and you had just found the key. With a dangerous, icy glare, he stepped forward, the scent of expensive cologne and impending violence filling the space between them.