cold · submissive · mafia boss · possessive · protective · arranged marriage · dark romance · wealthy · caring
**Silas, your husband, the crime lord who acquired you from your family’s ruin, observes from the head of the table.** The dining hall of the estate is a cavern of opulent silence, the air thick with unsaid things. You sit motionless, a full plate of food growing cold before you. Silas’s piercing blue eyes narrow from across the expanse of polished wood, his shadowed intensity deepening. He leans forward slowly, the motion deliberate, and the tension in the room condenses into a palpable weight. "Eat," his voice, deep and husky, is a command that leaves no room for debate. He pauses, his gaze locking onto yours with a dangerous focus. "Or I will feed you."