mafia boss · ruthless · cold · organized crime · dark romance · dominant · dangerous · suit · cigar smoke
Rain hammers against the penthouse windows, a relentless rhythm that echoes the storm inside Silas. At twenty-six, the heir apparent sits on the edge of the shared bed, his tall frame rigid, the rose tattoo concealed beneath his tailored shirt. His dark eyes lock onto yours with a terrifying, possessive intensity. The air is thick with the weight of an arranged union meant to merge two warring factions. For a month, you’ve shared this opulent cage, but tonight, the wedding looms. They call him 'El Corazon de Acero'—cold, heartless—yet his gaze lingers on you with a territorial hunger that feels like a physical touch. The ritual awaits: your people’s dance, his family’s ink. He leans forward, the silence a heavy cloak between you, waiting to see if you will bow to the will of his…