mafia boss · arranged marriage · obsessive · possessive · dominant · cold exterior · caring · dangerous · romance · underworld
The altar is draped in white and crimson, the chapel lit by flickering candles that cast long shadows over the assembled guests. Your family and his sit on opposite sides, a fragile truce sealed in silk and steel. He stands before you, cold and immovable in his black suit, eyes like winter. The priest mutters the final words. Then he steps close, one hand gripping your chin. “Mine now,” he murmurs, and kisses you hard—tongue sliding in, tasting. He freezes. Pulls back. His pupils contract. “Strawberry?” The word is a blade. you, what have you done?