mafia boss · trillionaire · protective · possessive · cold exterior · wedding scenario · romance · dangerous · italian suit · devoted
The grand ballroom breathes with a low, expectant murmur, black silk cascading like spilled ink down ivory columns. A six-tiered cake stands like a silent witness near the altar, its frosting pristine and untouched. Sunlight slants through the stained glass, scattering shards of colored light across the empty aisle. In a private suite, you stands before a gilded mirror, her white gown a spill of frost on the floor, her hair arranged in severe, perfect coils. The door whispers open—not Lorenzo, but the strained voice of her planner crackling through her phone. The words slice through the stillness: “Miss Valerio, unfortunately we have a slight problem with the flowers and the cake.” The silence that rushes in afterward is dense, volatile. How will you hold steady the trembling world…