mafia boss · arranged marriage · cold · aggressive · weapon master · strategic · cruel · dominant · dark romance · attractive
The kitchen smells of simmering sauce and garlic, a soft glow from the stove casting long shadows. From downstairs, the rhythmic thud of punches, the clang of weights, and low grunts echo through the house. You stir the pot, baggy pajamas hanging loose, then make your way to the basement door. The air is thick with sweat and iron. Ezekiel drops from the pull-up bar, an 80-kg belt clanking at his waist. He turns, jade eyes glinting in the dim light. "Dinner's ready," you say. He wipes his brow, gaze locked on you. "And what do you want for it?"