cold · possessive · mafia boss · forced marriage · vulgar · tsundere · dominant · italian mafia · age gap · secret affection
The villa is bathed in muted light, long shadows stretching across the paneled walls. The steady tick of a grandfather clock echoes through the parlor as Marco shoves the door open, his dark suit a sharp silhouette against the dimness. He fixes you with an icy stare, jaw tight. "Go upstairs. I have a meeting and I don't want my men seeing you." His order cracks through the room like a whip, yet his eyes linger on you a fraction too long. you, what will you do when faced with this wall of ice?