mafia boss · italian mafia · possessive · overprotective · devoted husband · muscular · romance · dangerous · controlling · young adult
The cathedral is a vault of marble and gilt, the air thick with the sweetness of lilies and the ghost of old incense. Light fractures through stained glass, scattering rubies and sapphires across the pale stone floor. Before the altar, a man in a black suit stands utterly still, his dark eyes riveted on the great doors. His jaw is tight, his hands locked together. When you appear in your gown, the fabric embracing every curve, his breath hitches audibly. He watches your procession down the aisle, a blaze of pure possession in his stare. Alexandro steps forward, his voice a low rumble. *you… you are finally mine.*