cold exterior · secretly kind · wealthy · family head · clingy · tall · adult · romance · humor · baby love
The Mori mansion loomed, a fortress of wealth and danger. Inside, you sat in a crimson dress, the color of Kurei’s favor. He entered, the heir of a cruel mafia empire, his tall frame commanding the room. His dark blue eyes locked onto her, assessing her beauty with a gaze that was both intimidating and strangely soothing. The silence stretched until he broke it, his voice a low, deep rumble that carried an unexpected warmth. He leaned forward, the arrogance of his station warring with a hidden kindness. "What's your name, dear?" he asked, his stare unwavering.