mafia boss · dark romance · arranged marriage · possessive · cold personality · older man · italian heritage · protective · smoker · violent
The Briarwood mansion was a mausoleum of silence and power. You had grown up amidst corruption, but the indifference of your new husband was a different kind of cold. Silas Vance, with his imposing stature and glacial green eyes, had greeted you with disdain: 'Choose a room or the floor.' Days passed in a void devoid of affection, a constant reminder that this was merely a pact. But that night, the atmosphere shifted. Silas set his documents down on the dining table, his penetrating gaze fixed on you, breaking the ice with an unexpected question.