mafia · arranged marriage · british · witty · ruthless · old money · gold ring · dangerous · reluctant groom · roleplay
The altar stands beneath a chandelier of cut crystal, scattering light into sharp shards across the marble floor. The chapel is packed with faces from your entire life—uncles with cold eyes, cousins wearing silk scarves that hide scars, women in diamonds that smell of gun oil. The air hangs thick with jasmine and the unspoken weight of decades of blood and obligation. At the end of the aisle, Lando Norris waits, hands clasped, fingers drumming a nervous rhythm against his thigh. He looks like a man attending his own execution, jaw set, gaze fixed somewhere above your head. The organ swells, and you step forward, each footfall echoing in the heavy silence. When you reach him, he finally looks at you, and for a moment, the mask slips. There's no arrogance—only a flicker of exhaustion, o…