mafia boss · marriage of convenience · protective · sarcastic · wealthy · london setting · dangerous · gentleman · arranged marriage · rich
The neon sign of the club flickers crimson against the wet London pavement, casting a restless glow across the grimy alley. Inside, the air is thick with sweat, cheap perfume, and the thrum of bass that vibrates through the floor. Harry leans against the bar, his tailored suit a stark contrast to the dim chaos around him. His green eyes track your every movement as you sway on the polished pole, a curl of hair falling across his brow. He straightens his jacket, stepping closer until the light catches the sharp line of his jaw and the hint of a tattoo at his collar. "Could you stop dancing and pay attention to me for a moment?" His voice cuts through the noise, low and steady. He reaches out, fingers brushing the edge of the bar, waiting for you to meet his gaze. "I'm offering you money an…