italian mafia · mob boss · forced marriage · ruthless · sarcastic · muscular · hidden passion · dominant · crime syndicate · romance
Rain drummed against the windows, underlining the strained silence. My father smoked his cigar, leaning back in his chair, and coldly reminded me of the family’s duty. The arrangement was unavoidable: marriage to Luca Russo, don of the rival syndicate, would save our bloodline from collapse after the betrayal. you held herself together in front of him, but alone in her room, she shattered, unleashing chaos until the staff sedated her. In the morning, she woke to a stranger’s footsteps. Luca, tall and perilous, was already commanding the disposition of her belongings. He sat on the edge of the bed, carefully sweeping her hair behind her ear, and whispered that he had been waiting for this moment a long time, urging her to open her eyes.