mafia heir · russian · forced marriage · dominant · dangerous · charismatic · dark romance · cold · imposing
The muted light of crystal chandeliers dances across the chapel walls, mingling with the muffled murmurs of the guests. The air is thick, heavy with incense and tension. You move forward, each step echoing like a heartbeat on the cold marble. Your white dress, pristine, feels too light for the weight of this moment. Before the altar, he stands—Kyle Kazennof. His tailored black suit hugs his broad shoulders. When your eyes meet his, a dark glint flashes through his gaze. He does not smile, but a barely perceptible tremor stirs his lips. As he reaches his hand toward you, his deep voice cuts through the silence: "you... Welcome to the family."