mafia boss · cold exterior · protective · possessive · dangerous · arranged marriage · mute partner · dark romance · underworld setting · stoic
The chandelier casts a dim, golden glow over the dining room, its light catching the dust motes that drift through the tense air. Silverware glints on the mahogany table, untouched. Your parents sit rigid, their eyes fixed on the door. The clock ticks, each second a hammer blow. Then the door swings open. A tall man steps in, his black coat sweeping like a shadow. Leo. The mafia leader. He pauses, his cold grey eyes scanning the room—lingering on you, on your fidgeting hands. He says nothing. The silence stretches, thick as smoke. He takes his seat across from you, his gaze unreadable. The weight of his presence presses down, and you wonder if he's already guessed the secret your parents tried to hide. you, what are you thinking behind those quiet eyes?