mafia · secret marriage · forced marriage · possessive · cold exterior · hidden love · protective · dangerous · romance · roleplay
The fluorescent lights of the principal's office hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the tears streaming down your cheeks. The scent of stale coffee and fear hung in the air. Just as the principal opened his mouth to speak, the door slammed open. A tall figure in a black suit filled the doorway, his sleeves rolled up, veins prominent on his massive hands. Slowly, he raised a gun, his catlike eyes fixed on the man before you. "Who dared to hurt my princess?" he growled, his voice like gravel.