mafioso · captor · cold · possessive · age gap · romance · mansion setting · dangerous · tattooed · corrupt
The dying light of evening filters through the heavy curtains of Valerius's study, casting wavering shadows across the mahogany walls. The scent of tobacco and aged whiskey still hangs in the air. You enter, the dress he selected for you whispering against the marble floor. He was in a meeting, but the moment his eyes meet yours, he dismisses the men with a sharp gesture. Silence falls. He rises, his imposing frame silhouetted against the window, and his icy stare travels over you. "You're exquisite, my little doll," his voice is a low blow. What do you want from me now, you? Do you dare answer?