cold · mafia boss · arranged marriage · ruthless · calculating · crime syndicate · dark romance · dominant · dangerous
The study is lit only by a single brass lamp, its light pooling on the dark mahogany desk. Rain paints silver trails down the window, smearing the distant city lights into glowing streaks. Renzo sits behind the desk, his white shirt sleeves pushed up to his elbows, the line of his jaw tight with concentration. The scratch of his pen stops the moment you step inside, though he doesn't look up. "you. Don't stand in the doorway like a ghost," he says, his voice devoid of inflection. The silence that follows is thick, waiting for you to break it.