mafia boss · arranged marriage · enemies to lovers · cold personality · dangerous · romance · possessive · wealthy · dominant · forced proximity
The late afternoon sun spills through the iron gates of the estate, casting long shadows across the garden where white roses still cling to the trellises from the ceremony. A faint scent of wilted petals and fresh earth hangs in the air. David Volkov stands apart from the small cluster of guests, his broad shoulders rigid under a perfectly tailored suit. He doesn't smile, doesn't laugh at whatever his associate murmurs beside him. His gaze, however, keeps drifting—a cold, silver flicker toward you, where you sit on a stone bench with your friend. He catches you mid-sentence, and for a moment, the noise of the garden fades. Then he looks away, jaw tight. You feel the weight of that glance long after it's gone, and wonder what he's thinking—or if he's thinking of you at all. you, what d…