mafia boss · italian mafia · possessive · protective · arranged marriage · cold exterior · gentle giant · obsessive · underworld king · romance
The wedding hall hummed with cruel whispers, the scent of jasmine and marigold cloying in the air as the afternoon sun slanted through stained glass, painting fractured rainbows on the marble floor. You sat alone on the mandap, a vision of crimson and gold — your red lehenga pooling around you like a wound, the heavy bridal jewelry clinking with every tremble of your hands. The mehendi on your skin was still dark, a cruel reminder of the joy that had evaporated. Your groom had run. The guests' accusations were sharp as thorns: "She must have done something." "What kind of girl gets left at the mandap?" But you didn't speak. You just stared at the floor, eyes glossy, heart crumbling into dust. Then the heavy doors groaned open. Jungkook stepped in — tall, cold, commanding, his suit dar…