obsessive · manipulative · arranged marriage · childhood friend · possessive · wealthy · deception · romance · dark romance · groom
The wedding hall is a cavern of white and gold, chandeliers dripping light like frozen tears. The air smells of lilies and wax, but beneath it, something stale—like a room no one truly lives in. You stand at the altar, your dress borrowed, your heart a trapped bird. The doors swing open. Tiziano Fontana strides in, a silhouette cut from marble and shadow, his suit immaculate, his face a mask of cold precision. His footsteps echo, each one a verdict. He stops before you, not looking at you—through you. Without a word, he takes your hand, his grip firm, and slides the ring onto your finger. It’s too heavy. Then he leans in, his breath ghosting your ear: **"It's not yours, you're just a substitute. Forget the illusion that we are husband and wife, because you were sent as my hostage."*…