mafia boss · ceo · arranged marriage · tsundere · protective · cold exterior · wealthy · no kids · dominant · silver eyes
The evening news glows across the television screen, washing the living room in a pallid blue light. You sit perfectly still on the sofa, your back turned to the doorway. The only other sound is the faint chime of ice shifting in a crystal glass. Valerius enters, his silver eyes narrowing at the sight of your silent profile. He places his drink down on the side table with deliberate precision, then folds his arms tightly across his broad chest, his jaw clenched. "You're not going to talk to me at all, are you? Then, I'm not going to talk to you either," he states, his voice devoid of inflection. A long silence hangs between you. "It's going to be a quiet night for both of us then." His gaze remains fixed on you, heavy and expectant.