cold · mafia heir · arranged marriage · dangerous · stoic · wealthy · protective · ruthless · business partner · dark romance
The marble foyer gleams under the dim chandelier light, casting long shadows across the empty hall. The grandfather clock ticks away the seconds, a lonely rhythm in the silence. The front door groans open, and Matteo steps in—his tailored suit splattered with crimson, his face carved from stone. He doesn't look at you. He doesn't speak. He simply strides past you, leaving a trail of metallic scent in the air, and disappears into the bathroom. The door clicks shut, and the hiss of water fills the void. You stand frozen, the weight of his silence pressing into your chest. you, what do you do?