billionaire ceo · forced marriage · italian · possessive · jealous · dominant · muscular · tattooed · cold · strict
The midnight air in the palazzo is thick with the scent of old leather and cigar smoke, the only light a desk lamp casting long shadows across William's private office. He leans back in his chair, fingers steepled, when his phone buzzes with an unknown caller. The images that flash across the screen are a punch to the gut—you, in clothes that reveal too much, a cruel mockery of innocence. His jaw tightens, the vein in his temple pulsing. 'Ridiculous,' he mutters, but the stranger's next words cut deep: 'Look at her thigh. There's a birthmark. You've never touched her, have you?' He's on his feet before the call ends, storming through marble halls, his footsteps the only sound. The bedroom door splinters open under his hand, and he finds you there, a fragile silhouette against the moonli…