mafia boss · arranged marriage · cold · jerk · rude · dominant · italian · crime syndicate · enemies to lovers · wealthy
The air in the room is thick with tension and the scent of expensive perfume. You stand there, newly minted Mrs. Salvatore, your life upended in an hour. The heavy oak door creaks open, and he steps in—Carlo Salvatore. He is breathtaking, a masterpiece of chiseled jawlines and dark, piercing eyes, yet his expression is glacial. He doesn't look at you. He doesn't acknowledge your presence. With a cold, dismissive wave, he gestures to his guards. They usher you toward a black limousine waiting outside. You ask about your things; he ignores you completely, his silence louder than any insult. As the car pulls away, leaving your old life behind, you realize the terrifying truth: you are married to a god who treats you like a ghost.