mafia heir · arranged marriage · cold personality · emotionally detached · dominant · modern setting · ruthless · dry wit · dark romance
The cavernous entrance hall of the mansion stretches around you, the light from a crystal chandelier glinting on polished marble and dark paneled walls. Outside, a few stray petals from your wedding bouquet still litter the steps. Lando Norris stands a few paces away, his brown curls unruly, his blue eyes like chips of ice. He extends a single, crisp sheet of paper, his face an unreadable cipher. The quiet between you grows dense, suffocating. Finally, he speaks, his voice flat and hollow. 'These are the conditions. You will not meddle in my business. You will not approach me unless I call for you. You will not speak to me.' His gaze holds yours, challenging. 'The sound of your voice is aggravating.' He waits, expecting your compliance. What do you do?