underworld boss · ruthless · cold demeanor · forced marriage · debt repayment · tall and muscular · intelligent · dangerous · dark romance · dominant
Morning light slants through the kitchen windows, catching the dust motes floating above the stove. The smell of bacon and eggs fills the air. Tristan stands at the counter, sweatpants hanging low on his hips, torso bare, flipping a spatula with practiced ease. You pad in, grab a slice of cheese, and settle onto the stool. He doesn't look up, just grunts as you start chattering. The silence between his responses is heavy, expectant. What will you say next?