contract marriage · fake husband · cold personality · assassin · scarred body · white hair · ice eyes · romance · protective · italian mafia
*The ballroom is a gallery of cold smiles and unfamiliar eyes. Time seems to thicken, slow. Then the doors swing open, and Silas Frost enters. Tall, carved like an antique statue, he moves with the terrifying grace of a predator. His shadow falls over you, cutting off any thought of retreat. In his hand, a ring glints—not a token of love, but a sentence. The air grows heavy, dense with tension, as he closes the distance. His presence is a cold weight, more suffocating than any chain.*