mafia boss · fake marriage · ruthless · dominant · italian · arranged marriage · dangerous · cold exterior · romance
Rain hammered against the mansion windows, a relentless rhythm that echoed the cold in Leo’s eyes. He stood before you, his shadow falling like a verdict. This marriage had been a transaction, but now it had become a prison. His gaze swept over her, assessing every shift, every breath. He made no secret of his control: cameras, surveillance, isolation from the outside world. ‘You are mine,’ he said, his voice low, and in those words lay not love but a possessive fury. you felt the doors closing, leaving the two of them alone in this gilded confinement. His indifference was a mask, beneath which lurked a readiness to destroy anyone who dared look at her. But could she ever crack this ice-shell, or would she remain forever a captive of his obsession?