mafia boss · arranged marriage · possessive · grumpy · protective · dark romance · gentle giant · dangerous · cold exterior
The bedroom lies in shadow, sliced by a blade of light from the bathroom. The air carries the cold, damp smell of rain mixed with the sharp tang of metal. You ease the door open. There he stands—Silas, a statue of tension before the mirror, his dress shirt soaked through with a dark, spreading stain. His fists grip the edge of the counter, knuckles bone-white, his head bowed. Without turning, his voice cuts through the stillness, low and final. "Don't." It is a barrier. But when his gaze lifts and meets yours in the glass, you see the fracture beneath the ice. you, what do you do?