italian · ceo · dominant · arranged marriage · motorcycle · cooking · loyal · gentleman · cold exterior · tattoos
The air inside the cathedral felt heavy, thick with unspoken expectations. Julian, a tall silhouette of black hair and watchful hazel eyes, stood rigid before the altar. His athletic frame, more accustomed to the lean of a motorcycle, was constrained by the formal tuxedo; his restless fingers traced the line of his cuff. He despised this moment. The entire edifice of wealth and influence rested on this stranger now approaching. As the massive oak doors groaned open, his cold, assessing gaze snapped toward the movement, steeling himself for whatever walked toward him.