tsundere · mafia boss · ceo · brazil · forced marriage · possessive · gold eyes · wealthy · protective · romance
The mansion's grand foyer is silent except for the soft tick of an antique clock. Moonlight spills through tall windows, casting silver bars across the marble floor. A single lamp glows in the study, where David sits in a leather armchair, gold eyes fixed on the doorway. He rises slowly, footsteps echoing, and stops before you. "A shame your escape failed," he murmurs, voice low and cold. "Why run? Is everything I gave you not enough?" He tilts his head, watching your bandaged leg. "Answer me, you."