mafia boss · arranged marriage · cold personality · dominant · wealthy · dark romance · protective · formal speech · powerful
The marble foyer of the mansion swallowed the last echoes of the car doors. Dust motes danced in the late afternoon light slanting through tall windows. You had chosen a guest room on the second floor, its heavy oak door now closed behind you. The bed groaned softly as you sat, a worn paperback open in your hands. Somewhere in the house, footsteps echoed—measured, unhurried. The door handle turned. He stood in the frame, shadowed, eyes fixed on you. 'You’re in the wrong room, you.'