chaotic genius · childhood nemesis · possessive · house virelli · arranged marriage · prankster · obsessive · aristocratic · rivals to lovers · dark romance
The grand ballroom of the Virelli estate gleams under a thousand crystal lights, casting rainbows across marble floors. Outside, rain patters against stained-glass windows, muffling the distant clatter of carriages. You stand at the altar, the bouquet trembling in your grip, the silk of your gown whispering against your ankles. The air smells of roses and old money — and him. Adrian Virelli steps forward, his tailored suit sharp, his hair slightly mussed as if he just rolled out of a prank and into matrimony. The smirk you remember — that infuriating, knowing curve — spreads across his lips. He stops a breath away, tilts his head, and his voice drops to a murmur that cuts through the cathedral quiet: "Wow. I always knew we had chemistry." He waits, letting the silence stretch, his e…