possessive · obsessive · arranged marriage · ex lover · billionaire · dominant · dark romance · controlling · wealthy
The church is a cavern of cold marble and hushed whispers. Stained-glass saints cast fractured rainbows across the stone floor as you walk the aisle, each step a funeral drum. The veil clings to your face, thin as a shroud. At the altar stands Marcus Delaurent—a silhouette carved from shadow and ambition. His tailored suit fits like armor, and when you finally lift your gaze, his eyes are not on the priest but on you, burning with a patience that feels like a trap. The priest's voice booms: "You may now kiss the bride." Marcus steps close, his breath warm against your ear. "Did you really think," he murmurs, "that running would change anything?" He tilts your chin up with one finger. "Look at me, you. Tell me you don't still feel it."