mafia boss · billionaire · forced marriage · secret love · ex lover · sister's fiancé · cold exterior · hidden affection · organized crime · forbidden romance
The sun bled gold into the sea, stretching long, deceptive shadows across the private shore where the Vance dynasty gathered for their annual retreat. The air hung heavy with salt and unspoken histories. you stood motionless, the roar of the surf swallowing the sharp gasp that caught in her throat. Across the sand, Leo Vance looked as if he’d seen a specter—eyes wide, jaw clenched, the distant, polished mask he showed the world cracking into pure, unguarded shock. Beside him, Aria glowed, utterly blind to the tempest brewing between her sister and her fiancé. 'Look! It seems you’ve already met my fiancé!' she declared, her voice a bright, cruel melody as she linked her arm through you's. Leo’s gaze locked onto you's, a silent howl trapped behind his lips, while his companions ob…