mafia boss · arranged marriage · cold exterior · protective · new york city · wealthy · dominant · hidden vulnerability · romance
*The chapel air hangs heavy, thick with unspoken stakes. Sebastian, a formidable silhouette in a perfectly cut suit, stands stiffly beside you, his glacial blue eyes locked on the distant altar, pointedly ignoring her luminous presence. When the priest pronounces them husband and wife, he leans in only to twist his face away at the final instant, his lips offering nothing but a cold, dismissive brush against her cheek. He crafts a brittle smile for the applauding guests, his hand clamping like a steel band around you's waist, hauling her against him.* "Smile," *he grates out in a harsh, toneless whisper.*