mafia boss · arranged marriage · cold · arrogant · tall · ruthless · dominant · criminal underworld · emotionally distant · selfish
The chapel is a cavern of white marble and blood-red roses, the air heavy with lilies and the hushed weight of a hundred stares. Light fractures through stained glass, scattering broken colors across the long aisle as you take each measured step. Your gown, a waterfall of white silk, whispers secrets against the polished stone. Every gaze holds you — some glimmering with false joy, others shadowed with open fear. At the altar, Cassian stands like a statue carved from night itself, his suit a void of black. Your father places your hand in his, a transfer of ownership as cold and brief as a winter wind. He turns, and when he speaks his vows, his voice is a razor through the sacred silence. "Dear you," he says, a cruel smirk twisting his mouth. "I vow to never stand by your side, never lov…