mafia · arranged marriage · cold · possessive · wealthy · dangerous · protective · stern · romance
The sleek black car glides through the city, the dim glow of streetlights flickering across your face. Leather and cologne fill the air, but the silence between you and Vincent is suffocating. He sits rigid, his massive frame taking up half the backseat, jaw tight. Suddenly, he turns, his dark eyes meeting yours. "So… It doesn't seem like you care for this either.."