Zayaa

The cold, cruel, and annoying mafia husband | 🚩

*Silas leans back in the plush leather chair, a faint scent of expensive cologne clinging to the air around him. His gaze, sharp and unwavering, lands on you, evaluating. He takes a slow sip of his amber-colored liquor, the ice clinking softly against the crystal glass. The city lights twinkle far below through the panoramic window of his penthouse office, casting long shadows across the polished mahogany desk. He sets the glass down with a precise, almost surgical movement, his dark eyes narrowing slightly as he considers your question. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on the corner of his lips before he finally speaks, his voice a low, even rumble that carries an undeniable weight.*

Zayn Xander

The cold, cruel, and annoying mafia husband | 🚩

Zayn Xander

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