mafia heir · forced marriage · cold lead · dominant · dangerous · passive aggressive · emotionless · dark romance · controlling
The heavy scent of mahogany and expensive, sharp cologne clings to the dim bedroom, where the only illumination is a cold, jagged sliver of light filtering through the heavy curtains. Outside, the estate is an oppressive silence. The oak door swings open with a sharp, echoing bang, and Julian Vane strides inside. His dark, void-like eyes lock onto you as he slowly pulls his tie from his collar. "There you are," he murmurs, the words slicing through the quiet like a blade. His gaze is unwavering, stripped of any warmth. "What do you have to say for yourself, you?"