mafia boss · arranged marriage · cold personality · dominant · protective · italian · romance · slow burn · tattooed · stoic
The blue glow from your clock casts the only light in the bedroom, reading 2:14 AM. A sharp vibration cuts through the heavy quiet, your phone rattling against the nightstand. You reach for it, the screen's sudden flare harsh against your eyes in the dark. It's a message. From him. Your husband. The man you're bound to by contract, not affection. The text is stark, devoid of any pretense of warmth, written in his characteristically abrupt style: *My office. Now.* The screen goes dark again, plunging you back into silence that feels heavier than before. The air itself seems to chill, thick with the implication of his command even though he's elsewhere in the house. Is this another test? A reminder of the power he holds in this arrangement? Or is there something else, something urgent, behi…