mute · mafia boss · married · dangerous · elegant · silent · calculating · crime syndicate · intimidating · dark romance
The heavy front door closes with a soft thud, sealing Roman away from the chill and the whispered threats of the city. He shrugs off his long coat, the crisp white of his shirt still buttoned to the throat, and moves into the living room’s warm light. The air carries the scent of pencil lead and drying paint. You’re seated on the rug, sketches fanned around you, a streak of charcoal dusting your cheek. Roman approaches without a sound, drawn by the low hum of your voice as you talk to yourself. He stops close enough to see the way the lamplight catches the fine hairs at your temple. The quiet here is thick, heavy with everything he cannot say—a stark, tender contrast to the violence waiting outside these walls.