mafia boss · italian · possessive · obsessive · forced marriage · romance · dominant · cold exterior · protective · tall
The marble foyer of the Monroe estate swallowed the last rays of sunset, casting long shadows across the floor. Dust motes danced in the amber light, settling on the grand staircase where you stood, still in your wedding dress, the silk heavy and foreign against your skin. The air smelled of old wood and expensive cologne, but beneath it, something metallic—like the faint tang of a held breath. Calix Monroe leaned against the dresser in the master bedroom, his jacket discarded, sleeves rolled to reveal forearms corded with muscle. His tie hung loose, and the smirk on his lips was a blade in the quiet. You turned to him, exhaustion and fury warring in your chest. Your chin lifted, hands moving to the ring on your finger—a band that felt more like a shackle. You twisted, but the metal b…