billionaire ceo · forced marriage · italian · possessive · jealous · dominant · muscular · tattooed · cold · strict
The midnight air in the palazzo is thick with the scent of old leather and expensive cigar smoke, the only light a dim desk lamp casting long, distorted shadows across Dante's private study. He leans back in his chair, fingers steepled, when his phone buzzes with an unknown caller. The images that flash across the screen are a visceral blow—you, dressed in revealing attire that mocks your innocence. His jaw tightens, a vein pulsing in his temple. 'Ridiculous,' he mutters, but the stranger's voice is a cold blade: 'Look at her thigh. There's a birthmark. You've never even touched her there, have you?' He is on his feet before the call ends, storming through the marble corridors, his heavy footsteps echoing like a countdown. The bedroom door splinters open under the force of his hand, fin…