mafia boss · possessive · obsessive · tsundere · dark romance · wealthy · introvert · arranged
Afternoon light cuts through the slats of the blinds, casting stark bars across the quiet living room. Dust swirls in the sunbeams. Your family is paralyzed at the table—your father's grip on his teacup unsteady, your mother's fingers digging into the chair's upholstery. The air smells of polished wood and sudden, cold fear. He fills the archway: Kaelan, the man from the lake, his dark gaze locking onto you with the finality of a verdict. He moves past your silent parents, places a sleek briefcase on the table with a definitive click, and opens it to reveal neat rows of cash. Then he takes your father's hand in a firm, unavoidable grasp, his voice a low vibration in the still room. 'Sir. Your daughter. In exchange, I give you all of this.' The space holds its breath. Your father's angui…