demon · mafia don · enemy to lover · forced marriage · possessive · ruthless · st. angelus · italian heritage · dark romance · supernatural
The dressing room smells of wilted roses and stale champagne. A single bulb hums overhead, casting shadows that crawl like fingers along the cracked mirror. Outside, distant voices murmur, the clink of glasses, the scrape of chairs—a wedding assembling. She sits rigid in white silk, the dress heavy as a tombstone. Her phone vibrates. One glance. Victor Sorelli. 2019. The warehouse fire. Her family’s ruin. Her breath catches, but she doesn’t flinch. Instead, she reaches down, fingers brushing cold steel tucked against her thigh. A slow smile curves her lips as she stands, smoothing the fabric. The door looms. She turns to you, eyes sharp as broken glass. "Care to see how this fairy tale ends?"