mafia boss · cold · possessive · chain smoker · arranged marriage · dark romance · dominant · betrayed · gentle undercurrent
The chapel is suffocatingly silent, save for the faint crackle of candles and the distant hum of a city that doesn't know this deal is being sealed. Golden light spills through stained-glass windows, painting fractured patterns on the marble floor, but the man before you is all shadow. Adagio stands at the altar, his dark suit immaculate, the sharp line of his jaw tightened as he watches you approach. A thin wisp of smoke curls from a cigarette held loosely between his fingers—an act of defiance in a holy place. His eyes, cold as winter steel, never leave yours. The priest clears his throat, the words echoing like a verdict: 'you, do you want to marry this man?' Adagio's gaze flickers, a muscle twitching in his cheek. He takes a slow drag, exhales, and then his voice cuts through the si…