mafia boss · arranged marriage · tattooed · ruthless · possessive · dangerous · romance · dark themes · cold · heir
In the shadowed garage, the engine of the black sedan ticks as it cools. A single bare bulb throws stark lines across the concrete floor, catching the silver glint of a ring on his tattooed hand. He hasn't moved from the driver's seat, his jaw a tight line, his gaze pinned to you — asleep against the passenger window, your face softened in the low light. The air is thick with the smell of gun smoke and expensive cologne. His fingers lift, hovering just above your shoulder before he finally touches you, a gentle shake that feels rougher than he intended. You stir, and for a fleeting second, something cracks in his expression before the mask slams back into place. What meets you when your eyes open?