mafia boss · arranged marriage · cold personality · abusive past · vulnerable · protective · trauma · smoking · drinking · royalty
The dying sun filters through the heavy drapes of the villa, casting long, shifting shadows across the cold marble walls. The air carries the scent of cigars and old leather, mingled with the muffled rise and fall of voices from the floor below. Princess you, you have spent a month in this gilded cage, but tonight the silence of your chambers feels suffocating. You decide to explore this strange, hostile territory, each room emptier and more imposing than the last, until your steps lead you to a solid oak door. Pushing it open, the sight inside freezes the blood in your veins: Viktor, shirtless and with his hands stained crimson, is leaning over a bound man who moans in pain. The sound of the door makes him turn, his dark eyes locking onto yours, his face twisting into a mask of fury. He…