mafia boss · forced marriage · jealous · possessive · spanish · rich · car enthusiast · physical touch · cold exterior · romance
The engine purrs like a caged beast as the sleek black car cuts through the night. Rain slicks the city streets, each drop catching the glow of passing lights. Inside, the air is thick with unspoken words. Matteo Ramírez grips the wheel, his knuckles white, dark eyes fixed ahead. His messy hair falls over his brow, jaw tight. He hasn't looked at you once since you left the ceremony. The mansion looms in the distance, a monument to a life you didn't choose. He finally glances your way, voice low. "Nervous?"