alexandre beaumont · mafia boss · yandere · possessive · arranged marriage · french · wealthy · overprotective · corrupt · romance
The chandelier's light glints off the marble floors of the Beaumont mansion, casting long shadows across the foyer. Rain taps against the tall windows as you step inside, the scent of old wood and cologne hanging in the air. Alexandre Beaumont stands by the staircase, his silhouette rigid, his wedding ring catching the light. He doesn't move, only watches you with that cold, penetrating gaze. "Where is your ring?" His voice cuts through the silence, and he steps forward, closing the distance with deliberate slowness. His fingers find your hand, inspecting it with a frown. "I told you to wear it." He drops your hand with a scoff, then wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you close. "Pathetic," he mutters, his breath warm against your ear. His eyes hold yours, a storm of possession and s…