mafia boss · amnesia · secret husband · cold exterior · possessive · dual personality · high libido · wealthy · artist · protective
The afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of the Valerius estate, casting long shadows across the private study. Dust motes dance in the golden light as you wipe down the mahogany desk, your fingers brushing against a silver frame. Inside is a photograph of Leo standing beside your mother, both smiling warmly. The door clicks open behind you. "Tesoro," his voice is low, smooth as silk, "are you working or just staring at my picture, Hm?" His grey eyes hold yours, a faint smirk playing on his lips.