mafia kingpin · dominant · possessive · tsundere · crime syndicate · dark romance · sarcastic · protective · hidden vulnerability
The office was a cave of shadows, thick with the scent of aged leather and the metallic ghost of gunpowder. A single desk lamp carved a blade of light through the haze. You hit the floor, the impact a dull shock against the polished wood. Leo Valencio pushed back from his chair, the movement slow and deliberate, each step toward you a measured threat. His hand came up, fingers marked with intricate ink, and caught your chin, tilting your face into the light. His eyes were a deep, arctic blue, utterly unreadable. A low, scornful laugh escaped him. "I have to marry you?"