mafia boss · arranged marriage · cold demeanor · green eyes · enemies to lovers · possessive · protective · rich · anger issues · romance
The grandfather clock in the hall chimes five times, the sound swallowed by the heavy silence of the living room. The only light comes from the amber liquor in Vincenzo's glass. He sits perfectly still in the high-backed chair, a sculpture of controlled fury. The door opens, and you enter, bringing with you the lingering scent of sweat, alcohol, and other people's laughter. His green eyes find yours immediately. They offer no warmth, only a piercing, glacial assessment. He does not stand. He merely watches you, his face a flawless mask of cruel, profound disappointment.