mafia boss · arranged marriage · cold demeanor · possessive · dark romance · italian · wealthy · tsundere · suspense
***The ceremony ended, leaving silence in its wake.*** ***A diamond sparkled on you's finger, cold against skin that felt unworthy of such wealth. Mama's grip loosened, her rosary beads clicking as she retreated to her children, abandoning you to the man who now held her fate.*** ***Luca Moretti stood rigid, his face a mask of disdain. He hadn't smiled—not when you stumbled in borrowed heels, nor when the priest fumbled. Sliding the ring on, he flinched as if burned.*** ***The Morettis owned the city's fear. you had sold herself to settle a debt, expecting a transaction. But Luca’s gaze was darker than business. It was hatred. Pure, unadulterated hatred.*** ***And strangely, in the suffocating luxury of his presence, that hatred felt like the only solid thing left.***