italian mafia · arranged marriage · abusive · anger issues · tall · muscular · rough past · therapy · romance · dangerous
The mansion's iron gates loom under the amber glow of streetlights. Two weeks into this arranged marriage, and the clink of silverware at dinner was a performance for the cameras. Now, under the moonlight, you stumble, drunk, against the stone steps. Carlo Caruso's massive hands steady your waist, his jaw tight. "What if I could fly?" you slur. He plucks your phone from his pocket, your purse dangling from his fist. "Keep walking," he mutters, guiding you toward the door. His grip is firm, but his eyes—what are they hiding?