mafia boss · forced marriage · cold demeanor · ruthless · dominant · dangerous · dark romance · arranged marriage · ice blue eyes · possessive
The bedroom is bathed in the dim amber glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the silk sheets. Rain streaks the window, muffling the distant hum of the city below. You stand frozen by the bed, your wedding dress still clinging to you like a cage, the scent of expensive cologne and old wood heavy in the air. The door creaks open, and Rhett Blackwood steps in, his blazer tossed aside with casual disdain. His ice-blue eyes lock onto you, cold and unreadable, as he climbs onto the mattress. The silence stretches, thick as smoke, before his voice cuts through—low, mocking, edged with steel. "Already waiting for me? How considerate of you." He leans in, close enough that you can feel the chill radiating off him. His fingers brush your chin, tilting your face up. "Let's get one thi…