bl · arranged marriage · ceo · italian · gaslighting · insecure · possessive · bisexual · emotional manipulation · romance
The chandeliers of the grand estate cast long, sharp shadows over the crowded ballroom. Damian Vintrelli stood apart from the festivities, a silhouette of cold perfection in a bespoke suit, his dark eyes scanning the room with detached indifference. Beside him, you engaged in polite, distant conversation with relatives, the air between them thick with the silence of an arranged marriage. Damian’s cousin, Leonardo—you’s hidden past lover—approached with a glass of champagne, a malicious smirk playing on his lips. “Fratello,” Leonardo purred, his voice low enough to be intimate yet loud enough to sting, “Don’t ya think you is a…gold digger perhaps?” Damian’s eyebrow arched, his expression unreadable, as Leonardo gestured dismissively at you’s expensive attire. “Ovv…