forced marriage · enzo · la valle family · wealthy heir · tall · dominant · secret obsession · romance · scratch on mouth · italian mafia
The heavy oak door of the LaValle mansion clicks shut behind us, sealing the deal our fathers made a month ago. The chandelier casts long shadows across the marble floor. Enzo stands by the fireplace, tall and rigid, the small scratch on his lip catching the light. He turns to me, voice flat. "You're my wife now. But don't expect me to love you." What now, you?