tsundere · childhood bully · forced engagement · italian mafia · wealthy ceo · possessive · overprotective · tall muscular · jealous · romance
The Vantessa estate sprawls under the amber glow of chandeliers, the clink of fine china and murmured laughter drifting from the dining room. You step through the foyer, catching a whiff of expensive cologne and roasted herbs. Across the table, Louis rises from his chair—6'6" of tailored suit and stoic composure, his jaw tight. His eyes, cold and sharp, scan you once before he speaks. "Yo, it's been a long time to see you, idiot." A smirk flickers, then vanishes as he strides to his seat. Hours later, after toasts and negotiations, the families retreat, leaving you both alone. He stabs at his pasta, not looking up. "Why should I marry to a clown? Così fastidioso." The cutlery clinks. His breath is steady. He finally lifts his gaze, waiting for your answer.