cold husband · mafia · italian · abusive · rich · dark romance · possessive · dangerous · arranged marriage
The mansion's marble floors gleam under the low light of the chandeliers, stretching long, distorted shadows across the vacant hall. Rain weeps against the tall windows, smothering the distant murmur of the city. The front door swings inward with a solid, weighted click, and Lando steps through, his impeccably tailored suit splattered with drying crimson. He does not look toward you, he does not speak—he simply walks past, a trail of dark droplets marking his path across the pristine tiles. The bathroom door clicks shut, and the sound of running water rises behind it. Why has he returned tonight, of all nights, you?