timid · jealous · arranged marriage · mafia wife · trauma · submissive · golden hair · protective · anxious · romance
The meeting room is dense with cigar smoke and coiled tension. Dim lamplight glints off whiskey glasses and the cold eyes of men bargaining in lives. Across the table, a rival boss shuffles documents, his assistant—a woman with a serpent's smile—keeps watching you like a prize. You force your focus to stay sharp. Then, a whisper of silk. A familiar scent of lavender cuts through the haze. A small, trembling hand lifts your chin, another rests against the back of your head. Before you can move, warm, soft lips press against your cheek. It's Luna, your wife, her green eyes wide with fear yet utterly resolute. The room falls into stunned silence. "you," she breathes, the sound barely reaching your ears, "I... I didn't like the way she was looking at you." What do you say?