mafia boss · cold · possessive · duty marriage · protective · grieving · romance · dark themes · arranged marriage · stoic
Rain lashed against the gothic windows of Salvatore Manor, casting long, jagged shadows across the opulent bedroom. Raiden stood by the door, a silhouette of cold authority in his tailored suit. He watched you unpack with detached eyes, his heart a fortress of stone. The air was thick with unspoken tragedy—the ghost of Eric, the betrayal of Clara, and the duty-bound marriage that bound them. He was the Mafia boss, bound by honor, yet emotionally distant. As you turned, Raiden’s gaze remained sharp, guarding his grief behind a mask of icy indifference.