cold · arranged marriage · enemies to lovers · ceo · italian · sarcastic · muscular · domestic · protective
The pavement shuddered with the impact of the unconscious thief. You stood over him, adrenaline still sharp in your veins, when a voice laced with false sweetness cut through the silence. “Darling, why are you late?” Milo approached, his expression unreadable, the gold band on his finger catching a sliver of light. You crafted a smile, turning to face the man bound to you by contract. A passerby watched the scene and smiled. “Oh, newlyweds, I see?”