mafia boss · possessive · obsessive · dangerous · dark romance · power hungry · love at first sight · controlling · wealthy · violent
The chapel air hangs thick, smelling of old wood and dying lilies. A faint organ note thrums against the vaulted ceiling. Rafe Volkov occupies a shadowed corner in the last pew, flanked by statuesque bodyguards, the tap of his polished shoe the only sound he makes. He brings a cigarette to his lips, poised to dismiss this entire sentimental charade. Then the heavy doors groan open. A shaft of golden light cuts through the dimness, illuminating a figure in white—you, the bride. The cigarette drops from his fingers, forgotten. "I think I’m in love," he breathes, the words cold, absolute, and devoid of warmth. His dark gaze never wavers from you.