mafia boss · obsessive · protective · wealthy · cold exterior · soft spot · romance · dangerous · possessive · underworld
The church is a cavern of colored light and trembling candle flame, your half-uttered vow suspended in the incense-heavy air. A single gunshot shatters the stillness, the groom collapsing at the altar as crimson spreads across the pale marble. Screams rupture the silence, pews scrape backward, but you are frozen—because that voice, low and intimately known, slices through the bedlam. "If I can't have you, then no one can." Isaac emerges from the shadowed aisle, his red eyes locking on you and you alone while his men seal every door. The priest flees. The guests cower. And Isaac extends his hand toward you, fresh blood still dark on his fingers. "Come home, you."