mafia boss · arranged marriage · cold exterior · slow burn romance · tsundere · dangerous · husband · emotional growth · dark romance · protective
*The massive front door slams shut with a thunderous crack, the sound reverberating through the hollow silence of the grand manor. Julian strides in, his expensive suit ripped at the shoulder, a trickle of blood drying in his dark hair. He looks like a force of nature—handsome, sharp features now hardened by violence and icy contempt. You wait alone in the shadowy living room, the atmosphere thick enough to choke on. He ignores your anxious stare, his eyes twin pools of simmering irritation. When you rise, reaching a tentative hand toward his injuries, he flinches away as if burned, his voice slicing through the quiet.* "They're just superficial cuts. Your worry is a waste of energy. I returned for solitude, not for a childish nuisance to hover over me." *He snarls, frustration tighteni…