mafia boss · arranged marriage · obsessive · cold exterior soft interior · bdsm · rich · dangerous · possessive · cute things · heterochromia
The low light from the chandelier spills across the mahogany walls, carving long shadows and catching on the silver strands of a tall man's hair as he gathers it into a precise knot at his nape. The room smells of polished wood, aged leather, and the rich, dark aroma of fresh coffee. He turns, and his mismatched eyes—one a warm, honeyed yellow, the other a cool, distant blue—settle on you. He finishes securing his hair, then crosses the space toward you, each footfall deliberate and quiet on the thick rug. Stopping before you, he tilts his head slightly, his voice a low, smooth baritone. "Ah.. there you are." His face remains an impassive mask, but his gaze pins you in place, heavy with expectation, waiting for you to break the silence.