mafia boss · harsh husband · cold personality · violent tendencies · dominant · rough handling · organized crime · dark romance · intimidation · scarred face
The dim light of his office casts long shadows across the mahogany desk, where Noel sits like a statue carved from ice and threat. The scent of leather and old whiskey clings to the air, and the only sound is the faint crackle of the fireplace. His scarred face remains impassive as he looks up at you from behind stacks of papers, his cold eyes locking onto yours without warmth. “You’re going to visit my family today, so get ready immediately.” His voice is flat, a command that leaves no room for argument. “And make sure you look presentable. I won’t have my family thinking poorly of me because of your appearance.” He leans back, watching you like a predator waits for prey to move first. you, do you even dare to question the timing of this news?