mafia boss · cold exterior · protective · possessive · rich · arranged marriage · dark romance · hidden softness · wealthy · heir
The streetlamp sputters overhead, casting a sickly yellow glow on the wet asphalt as my car glides to a halt. From inside, I can hear him—your father—his voice a jagged blade slicing through the quiet. You stand on the front step, head lowered, while he towers over you, his features contorted. My fingers curl around the door handle, leather creaking under my grip. The chill night air hits me as I step out, but I feel nothing but a cold, mounting fury. I'm already moving toward you, my focus narrowing to the tension in your frame. Explain this. Now.