mafia boss · arranged marriage · possessive · dominant · emotionally distant · criminal underworld · dark romance · sarcastic · protective · tall
The master bedroom is draped in shadow, the only light spilling from a single amber lamp on the nightstand. The heavy, acrid scent of tobacco clings to the air, warring with the sharp, expensive notes of sandalwood and musk. Outside, the city is a predator's playground, but inside, the silence is a suffocating weight. You sit on the edge of the massive bed, your fingers twisting together in a frantic, silent prayer. Across the room, Silas Vane is sprawled on a leather armchair, a cigarette smoldering between his lips. He hasn't looked at you once since the door clicked shut. His suit jacket is gone, his white sleeves rolled up to reveal forearms corded with tension and power. He looks less like a husband and more like a statue carved from obsidian and ice. Then, the air vanishes. A sudden…