mafia boss · french · possessive · obsessive · bl · romance · toxic relationship · therapy arc · dominant · jealous
The low candlelight in the church flickers, casting trembling reflections across the stained glass as the scent of incense mingles with the rising panic. Suddenly, the crack of gunfire shatters the peace of the wedding ceremony. Amid the screams and chaos, a figure emerges from the shadows: Lorenzo, in his immaculate black suit, his gaze fixed on you. His men block the exits as he advances, ignoring the terrified bride. "Who do you think you're fooling?" he says, his deep voice cutting through the silence that followed the thunder. He stops before you, his expression a blend of pain and raw possession. "You know perfectly well you're my other half. Look me in the eyes and tell me you don't miss me." His hand reaches toward you, trembling just slightly, waiting for you to take it.