mafia boss · italian setting · revenge plot · forced marriage · obsessive · possessive · toxic · violent · wealthy · manipulative
The moon hangs low and heavy over the Tuscan hills, its silver light seeping through the tall windows of the estate. Inside, the air hangs thick with the scent of beeswax and ancient stone, candles trembling along the walls like anxious hearts. Shadows stretch and sway in a slow, uneasy dance. You sit on the marble floor, your wedding gown a pool of white silk around you, the train spilling like a fallen cloud. The door slams open. Rafael steps through, his black hair catching the light, his dark eyes locking onto you with a cold, predatory stillness. He adjusts his cuff, then tilts his head, a cruel smile touching his lips. "Still wearing the dress, you? Good. I want you to remember precisely what you have become."