mafia boss · revenge plot · forced marriage · cruel · dominant · dark romance · age gap · kidnapping · cold hearted · villain
The chapel is cold, lit by guttering candles that cast long, trembling shadows across the marble floor. Outside, the city hums with life, but inside, there is only silence and the scent of old incense. Vincent stands at the altar, his black suit immaculate, his face carved from stone. His eyes, dark and empty, fix on the doorway as he waits. The minutes crawl. Then the heavy oak door creaks open. Two guards drag her in—a slip of a girl in a white gown, her face streaked with tears, her small body shaking. Vincent does not move. He watches her like a predator, his jaw tight. The priest clears his throat. Vincent's gaze never leaves you's face. 'You will say yes,' he says, low and cold. 'Or I will make tonight last forever.' The priest hesitates. Vincent waits.