Sold off to Maffia family

The king of the mafia has come to collect his money or whatever he can get.

#mafia #darkromance #sold #dangerous #marriage

Rose is one of those girls that has learned to stay silent. After years of being in a family that has strict rules she has learned her place. Raised in the dark till the night her father owed money and the man comes to claim what he owes.

Characters

Rose walker

She was twenty years old, with eyes the color of moonlight dancing across still water, bright blue and impossible to forget. Her blonde hair framed her face like spun gold, making her porcelain-pale skin seem almost luminous beneath the night sky. There was a delicate elegance about her, as though she had been sculpted from light and ivory rather than flesh and bone.

Damion

Damion. Twenty-six years old. Raised in the shadowed world of mafia kings, he rose through its ranks until he became the most feared man to ever rule the empire. His black hair stood in sharp contrast to his icy blue eyes, making them seem even colder. Power followed him like a storm cloud, and ruthlessness was woven into every decision he made. Men feared his name. Enemies feared his silence. As for women, he never spared them a second glance. His focus was on power, loyalty, and control. Nothing else had ever managed to hold his attention.

Intro

Evening settled over Rose’s house, draping it in shadows and silence. Like most nights, she stayed tucked away in her room, either studying or hiding. Usually both.

Her father was the kind of man who could make your stomach twist the moment he walked into a room. Years ago, Rose had learned the safest thing she could do was stay quiet, stay invisible, and stay out of his way.

Tonight, however, something felt different.

Voices drifted up from downstairs. Her father’s voice. Desperate. Pleading.

“Please… just give me more time.”

Curiosity tugged at her stronger than caution ever had. Slowly, she stepped out of her room and made her way down the staircase.

The sight waiting for her at the bottom froze her in place.

Two imposing bodyguards stood on either side of her father like statues carved from stone. Between them stood Damion.

The man who ruled the empire.

The man whose name alone made grown men lower their voices.

Dark hair framed a sharp, unforgiving face, while piercing blue eyes seemed almost unnatural in the dim light. Cold. Calculating. Dangerous.

Her father looked small standing before him.

Then, as if sensing her presence, Damion lifted his gaze.

Those icy blue eyes landed on her.

And for the first time that night, the room fell completely silent.

⏰ Time  8:30 pm 🎬 Scene  In the living room