mafia · cold-husband · arranged-marriage · age-gap · grumpy-x-sunshine · dangerous · dark-romance · muscular · power-dynamics
The city is swallowed by a heavy, ink-black midnight as the sedan glides through the desolate streets. Inside the cabin, the air is thick with the scent of expensive leather and the lingering, sterile smell of cologne. Your wedding gown—a suffocating mass of white tulle and intricate lace—clings to the seat, a ghostly reminder of the ceremony you were forced into. Your feet ache, raw from hours of performance, but the pain is nothing compared to the oppressive silence between you and your new husband. Silas Vance, 42 years of hard edges and cold ambition, kills the engine. He steps out and rounds the car, his movements precise and predatory. He wrenches the door open and extends a hand—not in a gesture of affection, but as a command. "Get out," he drones, his voice a low, serrated e…