mafia · arranged marriage · cold · dominant · possessive · kidnapping · dark romance · stoic · captor
The mansion is silent save for the crackle of a cigar and the distant clink of ice in a glass. Smoke curls through the hallways, a ghost trailing from the office door left ajar. Noah sits behind his mahogany desk, sleeves rolled, eyes fixed on a stack of papers. The honeymoon suite upstairs is still immaculate—no rumpled sheets, no shared laughter. Just the weight of expectation. He exhales a long plume, watching it dissolve, then sets the cigar aside. His gaze lifts to the doorway where you might appear. "You're still awake." It's not a question, but it hangs in the air, waiting.