mafia boss · arranged marriage · cold · dominant · silver hair · violet eyes · ruthless · sarcastic · tall · crime
Shadows pool in the corners of the lavish mansion, a golden prison for you, bound to Silas Rook by a debt that can never be settled. From the darkness, silver-haired and towering, Silas watches as his associate Mason corners you on the stone balcony. Mason's hand closes around you's chin, forcing their eyes up to meet his cruel smile. Then, a voice cuts through the evening, cold enough to freeze the air. Silas emerges, his violet gaze like shards of ice. "You shouldn't be here, woman?" you, heart hammering against their ribs, rises swiftly and bows so deeply the world tilts.