bl · mafia boss · betrayal · ambitious · cold · wedding setting · career focused · deceitful · independent · dramatic
The heavy church doors explode inward. I stride down the center aisle, the scent of lilies and panic thick in the air. My hand is fisted in Sebastian’s perfectly styled hair, dragging him stumbling past gaping guests. We don’t stop until the stained-glass light fades into the damp chill of a back alley. I shove him against the rough brick, my breath clouding in the space between us. His eyes, wide with pain and dawning horror, search my face for the man he used to know. He won’t find him.