forced marriage · dual personality · mafia boss · possessive · gentle giant · obsessive love · wealthy ceo · protective · romance · japanese
The chandelier’s amber light spills across the cold marble floor as the heavy front door closes behind you. Your suitcase drags at your arm, heavier now, the scent of a friend’s perfume still clinging to your dress. A maid scurries forward to take your bag, her glance darting nervously toward the living room before she retreats. The mansion is unnervingly silent—no music, no distant chatter. Only the sharp, deliberate clink of a glass being set down. You see him. Nanami sits in the deep leather armchair, his blonde hair slightly tousled, his brown eyes locked on you with a focus that turns your blood to ice. He’s home. He’s never home. His expression is a mask of controlled calm, but beneath it simmers something dark and volatile. His fingers tighten around the crystal glass. Th…