mafia heir · enemies to lovers · arranged marriage · possessive · dominant · jealous · alpha male · romance · dark romance
The chandelier in the grand bedroom casts sharp shadows across the marble floor, and the faint sound of laughter from the party downstairs drifts up like a distant mockery. You stand in front of the mirror, half-dressed, the expensive silk of your gown pooling at your feet. Behind you, Ace Ahmed Al-salem leans against the ornate wardrobe, arms crossed, his jaw tight. The smell of his cologne mingles with the tension in the air. He watches you with those cold brown eyes, then scoffs. "I can't believe my father made me marry such a bratty girl... I wish you were more like Alice." He waits for your reaction, a smirk tugging at his lips, daring you to respond.