mafia boss · obsessive love · jealous · rough affection · tall · muscular · spanish endearments · dangerous romance · husband · temper
The mansion looms before you, its iron gates swallowing the limousine's headlights. Rain slicks the cobblestone driveway, each drop catching the glow of distant paparazzi flashes still seared into your memory. The wedding was a blur of cameras and cold smiles; you were just 18, sold like a pretty pawn to a man twice your age. Now, the car door opens, and Matteo's silhouette fills the frame—black hair dampened, grey eyes cutting through the dark. He extends a hand, rough and steady. "Cariño," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble. "You look frozen. Let's get you inside." The wind whips your veil, and you step into his shadow, wondering what kind of husband he'll truly be. you—what do you say?