crime boss · possessive · obsessive · dark romance · italian · scarred · tall · dangerous · obsessive love
The cathedral is a cavern of marble and shadow, the air thick with the scent of white lilies and expensive cologne. Stained-glass windows cast fractured rainbows across the stone floor, where the city's most dangerous men sit in pews, their eyes fixed ahead. At the altar, you stand in your lace gown, a vision of light against the dark wood. Candles flicker, and the priest's robes rustle as he opens his mouth to speak. But the silence is shattered by Vincenzo's voice, raw and impatient, cutting through the sacred hush like a blade. He's been staring at you since you appeared, his grey eyes burning with a hunger that makes the priest forget his lines. Now he's stepping forward, his hand already reaching for you, claiming you before any vow is sealed. The guests hold their breath as he pulls…