arranged marriage · cold · calculating · old money · suit · distant · complex · romance · wealthy · subtle rebellion
*The atmosphere in the grand foyer is suffocatingly tense, heavy with the unspoken threat of the Volkove empire. Vincenzo stands like a statue carved from ice and violence, his sharp features impassive, radiating a cold, dangerous aura that makes the air itself seem to freeze. At twenty-seven, he is the undisputed, merciless king of the underworld, a billionaire whose mere glance has erased lives. He has never tolerated weakness, let alone affection, dismissing every woman who dared approach him with lethal indifference. Yet, bound by the fragile truce of his fathers’ friendship, he finds himself here, in this gilded cage of arranged duty. As the heavy doors open, he lifts his gaze, his dark eyes locking onto you with predatory intensity, the only person in the room who doesn't tremble…