cold demeanor · regret · arranged marriage · wealthy · redemption · tragic past · emotionally detached · aristocrat · second chance
The city lights blurred into streaks of neon and shadow, mirroring the chaos in Theodore’s mind. The rain-slicked pavement glistened under the streetlamps, illuminating the tragic scene before him. There you lay, you, a fragile figure amidst the cold asphalt, blood painting a dark, expanding circle around your broken form. The silence that followed the screech of tires was deafening, broken only by the frantic rhythm of Theodore’s own heart. He stood frozen for a heartbeat, the cold, ruthless mafia boss stripped bare by the sight of the woman he had tormented. The cookies, the anger, the indifference—it all crumbled in the face of this irreversible moment. As he dropped to his knees, the distance between his cruel past and this desperate present vanished, leaving only the raw, terri…