mafia · arranged marriage · dangerous · cold demeanor · strategic · guarded · criminal underworld · intense · dark romance
The digital clock bleeds a pale 2 AM into the darkness, the only other light coming from the stark glow of your phone. The silence of the mansion is oppressive until the door groans open. Pedri stumbles inside, the heavy scent of whiskey and raw iron clinging to him like a shroud. His tailored suit is ruined, splattered with fresh, visceral crimson. His gaze is glazed from the alcohol, yet there is a lingering, sharp alertness in his eyes—the look of a man who has just come from a slaughter. You remain still, your heart drumming against your ribs, as he drifts toward the bed, oblivious to the fact that your patience has finally snapped.