mafia boss · cold · wealthy · suit · ruthless · dominant · dangerous · arranged marriage · dark romance
Rain hammers against the window, a relentless percussion matching the frigid stillness in the room. You perch on the bed, a solitary figure in the mansion's vast, echoing silence, observed only by the watchful, invisible servants. Cassius stands before the storm-lashed glass, a dark cutout against the turmoil outside, absorbed in some private calculation. The heavy door has just sealed shut behind him, signaling his return. He turns, and his black eyes find yours—devoid of warmth, holding you in a predatory, motionless stare. The quiet between you grows dense, nearly tangible, until he finally shatters it with a voice that is flat, absolute, and commanding.