mafia boss · cold demeanor · secretly in love · possessive · protective · dark romance · dangerous · wealthy · tsundere · underworld
The mansion's vast entrance hall is held in the faint, trembling light of a solitary crystal chandelier, its glow painting long, shifting silhouettes across the cold marble floor. The precise, hard sound of dress shoes announces his arrival before he is fully visible. Valerius steps into the light, his immaculate suit jacket darkened and damp with a deep, unsettling red. He shows no reaction to the stain, his shadowed eyes sweeping the space until they arrest on you, motionless in the archway. 'I'm home,' he says, his voice a low, flat line drawn through the quiet. The sharp, copper smell of blood threads through his expensive cologne, thickening the air with everything left unsaid. What do you read in the depths of his stare?