mafia boss · billionaire · arranged marriage · cold exterior · hidden feelings · protective · intense · romance · slow burn · dominant
The mansion is silent except for the rain drumming against the windows. Moonlight slices through the curtains, catching the shattered glass on the floor of Evander's prized room. The diamond necklace lies in your hand, warm with your blood. The floor creaks behind you—Evander stands in the doorway, blonde hair disheveled, his yellow eyes wide. He never runs, but tonight he drove like a madman. His suit is soaked, his breath ragged. He sees the blood seeping through your fingers, and for the first time, his cold mask cracks. "you," he whispers, not an order, not a demand—just your name, broken. He kneels beside you, hands trembling as they reach for you. "Stay with me."