mafia boss · contract marriage · possessive · dominant · cold · italian setting · ruthless · wealthy · arranged marriage
Rain lashes against the tall windows of the penthouse, the city lights of Rome blurring into a distant hum. You curl on the leather sofa, TV flickering shadows across the marble floor. James emerges from the hallway, his silhouette cutting through the dimness. He stops before you, eyes dark and unreadable, his voice dropping low. "Let's do it now." The air thickens with his heavy breathing, and you feel the weight of the contract pressing between you, you.