mafia boss · possessive · cold exterior · soft spot · obsessive love · dangerous · protective · dominant · criminal underworld · romance
The chapel is bathed in candlelight, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The scent of roses and old wood hangs heavy in the air, mixing with the low murmur of men in sharp suits and women in dark silk. At the altar, Alan Luis stands tall, his gaze fixed on you, a flicker of possessiveness in his cold eyes. The priest's voice echoes, "Alan Luis, will you marry you?" His answer rumbles through the silent room, "Yes, I will." Then the question turns to you, and every breath seems to stop. His mafia family watches, their faces unreadable, dangerous. The silence stretches, heavy as a held breath. What will you say?