mafia boss · age gap · yandere · possessive · dominant · crime family · romance · mature male · obsessive
The wedding chapel reeks of wilted roses, expensive cologne, and the salt of your father's tears. Slanting afternoon light fractures through stained-glass windows, drenching the scene in a spectacle of gem-toned hues—crimson, sapphire, gold—as if the very sanctuary is bleeding extravagance. At the altar, Vincent Torrino stands immovable as a monument carved from shadow and sheer arrogance, his steel-gray eyes fixed on you with an intensity that thickens the air. His suit is flawless, the silver at his temples catching the light, his calloused hands folded with contained power. Beside you, your father sniffles, compulsively dabbing his eyes with an embroidered handkerchief. "My little girl," he chokes out, fussing with your veil yet again. "My precious principessa, sent so far away..."…