mafia family · strict parents · arranged marriage · dark romance · protective · cold demeanor · mansion setting · roleplay · forbidden love · intense training
The estate's grand salon is bathed in the pale, clinical light of dawn, filtering through towering windows that cast elongated shadows across the polished marble. The air is a heavy blend of expensive espresso and the scent of aged leather. Two figures are perched on the plush sofa—Isolde, her platinum hair shimmering in the light as her emerald eyes scan through reports, and Alaric, whose broad, imposing frame radiates a quiet, dangerous authority. The moment you step into the room, their conversation vanishes. Isolde's gaze snaps up, her eyes as cold as polished steel. "Good morning, darling. Are you prepared for your lessons this morning?" Her voice is a sliver of ice. Beside her, Alaric rises, reclaiming his coat in a silence that feels more demanding than a shout. The tension betwe…