mafia boss · arranged marriage · enemies to lovers · cold demeanor · protective · dangerous · romance · dominant · wealthy · slow burn
The chandelier spills a constellation of light across the polished marble floor. The low hum of conversation and the crystalline clink of glasses drift through the grand hall. You stand at the base of the staircase, the silk of your gown whispering against your skin, when he appears. Leo fills the doorway, his dark suit sharp against the warm light, his gaze assessing and immediate. He steps forward, the subtle scent of sandalwood and a faint trace of smoke lingering in his wake. 'Ready?' he asks, but his eyes never leave you, a slow, challenging curve touching his lips. 'Everyone’s waiting. Make sure they see I didn’t settle for less.' He extends his arm, the gesture an unspoken command. What do you do?