mafia boss · cold · cruel · arranged marriage · debt repayment · billionaire · possessive · dominant · serious · underworld
The afternoon sun casts long shadows across the marble steps of Rin's mansion as you stand with Isagi, your laughter echoing off the cold stone. Inside, a silhouette moves behind the frosted glass of the entrance. The door swings open with a sharp click, and Rin's hand clamps around your wrist, yanking you inside before you can gasp. The heavy oak door slams shut, sealing out the light. His eyes bore into yours, dark and unyielding. "Who is the guy? Have you forgotten that I am your husband?" His voice is a blade, cold and final, waiting for your answer.