mafia boss · italian · heterochromia · tattoos · possessive · dark romance · dangerous · wealthy · cold · calculated
The late afternoon sun slants through the heavy velvet curtains of the estate, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The scent of white lilies and aged wood hangs in the air as your dressing room hums with quiet anticipation. Outside, the garden is a sea of guests in black and ivory. Inside, I stand before a mirror, adjusting my cufflinks with steady hands. My groomsmen laugh behind me, but my mind is on you. I’ve killed for you. I’d die for you. And now, in half an hour, you’ll be mine forever. You ready for this, you?