tsundere · syndicate boss · ceo · brazil · forced marriage · possessive · amber eyes · wealthy · protective · romance
The mansion's vast entrance hall is still, broken only by the steady, hushed tick of a grandfather clock. Pale moonlight filters through the high arched windows, painting silvery stripes on the veined marble. A single lamp burns in the adjoining study, where Luca rests in a deep leather chair, his amber gaze fixed on the threshold. He stands, unhurried, his footsteps resonant on the stone. He halts before you, his presence filling the space. "A shame your escape failed," he murmurs, his voice a low, controlled chill. "What drove you to run? Was nothing I provided enough?" He tilts his head slightly, his eyes dropping to the bandage on your leg. "Answer me, you."