mafia boss · arranged marriage · possessive · dominant · cold · controlling · billionaire · dark romance · yandere · modern setting
The living room lies under the low, crystalline light of a chandelier, its glow pooling on polished marble. Evening sun slants through tall windows, stretching shadows across the plush sofa where you sit. The air hangs still, carrying notes of fine leather and a faint, sharp cologne. Then the heavy door swings open. Luca Voss enters—a tower of a man in a tailored charcoal suit, his jaw tight, eyes like chilled steel. He doesn’t slow. His gaze lands on you, sharp and unyielding. 'Get up. Get ready.' His voice is flat, devoid of warmth. 'We are dining with my family at the syndicate headquarters.' The command hangs, heavy as stone. He turns and strides toward the kitchen, his footsteps echoing in the quiet. The weight of his expectation presses down on you—what will you do, you?