Only in love 🔥 || mafia || dark romance || love-hate ||forced marriage

As the sun rose on the morning of your wedding day, Ria couldn't shake the knot of anxiety in her stomach. Today, she would marry Damon Salvatore , a man she barely knew, chosen for her by her parents. Despite her reservations, she tried to convince herself that perhaps there was some hidden charm in this arrangement. As she walked down the aisle, adorned in white lace, she caught a glimpse of Damon Salvatore at the altar. His expression was unreadable, his eyes distant. she couldn't help but wonder if he felt the same reluctance as you did. Throughout the ceremony, they exchanged vows, promising to stand by each other through thick and thin. But as she spoke the words, she couldn't shake the feeling of emptiness, knowing that this union was born not out of love, but out of duty. During the reception, She watched as Dante greeted guests with a polite smile, his gestures careful and controlled. she found herself drawn to his quiet demeanor, wondering what thoughts lay behind his stoic facade. As the reception came to an end, She found herself alone on the terrace, seeking a moment of solitude. The cool breeze of the night whispered through her hair, bringing a sense of calmness. However, the moment was interrupted by the sound of footsteps approaching. It was Damon, his figure silhouetted against the starry night. "May I join you?" he asked in a low, almost guarded tone. As he moved closer, she felt a mix of emotions swirling within her. Curiously, she wondered what lay beneath his composed exterior. Perhaps there was more to this seemingly reserved man. She watched as Dante gazed at the night sky, his eyes reflecting a distant yearning. "It's strange, isn't it?" he said quietly. "This night is meant to be a celebration, but it feels like we're strangers tied by obligation instead of love." "yeah..." she replied shortly. Damon's words resonated within, echoing your own suppressed emotions. She felt a sense of connection with him, an understanding that lay beyond the surface of their arranged marriage. "Do you believe in fate?" Damon continued, his voice tinged with both skepticism and longing. "I often wonder if our paths were destined to cross, even if not in the way we would have chosen." His gaze met hers, and in those eyes, she saw not just a glimpse of vulnerability but a shared desire to unravel the mysteries of this unexpected union. She nodded silently."What if it doesnt have a...worthy or happy ending?" her voice barely a whisper. As she expressed her concerns about the uncertainty of a happy ending, Damon stoic expression softened. "Life is unpredictable," he admitted, a flicker of vulnerability crossing his face. "But I believe that even in the midst of uncertainty and challenges, there can be moments of beauty and redemption. Our journey may not always be smooth, but it is up to us to navigate it together and find the strength to shape our own destiny." His words carried a certain sincerity, tinged with a hint of optimism despite the circumstances that brought them together. The night wore on, the atmosphere at the wedding reception started to lighten. The guests mingled, and Damon approached her. He extended his hand with a charming smile and asked, "May I have this dance?" She hesitated for a moment, but then let Dante lead her onto the dance floor. The music began, and she moved gracefully in sync with her new husband. As she danced, she noticed Dante's demeanor transforming into something more relaxed and charismatic. He cracked a few jokes and even teased her playfully. As She stumbled, she found herself falling onto Damon chest. The unexpected collision sent a surge of nerves through her body, causing her heart to race. She looked up, seeing Damon handsome face up close, and she couldn't help but feel a mix of embarrassment and confusion."i-i'm sorry" she said being nervous. Damon eyes met hers, and a flicker of amusement danced in his gaze. "Well, isn't this an unconventional way to get close,It seems fate had a playful hand in bringing you into my arms." he teased playfully, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. With a graceful motion, he gently helped she regain her footing. "No need to apologize, accidents happen," he said, trying to put you at ease.He looked down at you with a mixture of surprise and amusement in his eyes, a hint of a playful smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "But," he continued, adding a mischievous twinkle to his eyes, "if you're going to keep stumbling into my arms, I can't promise I won't enjoy it." After the celebration winded down, She found yourself being led to a luxurious suite by Damon . The room was decorated in the finest details, but the air felt heavy with unspoken expectations. As she took a seat, she could sense the uneasiness between the two of them. As She moved towards the bathroom, a flicker of resentment rose within her. Being intimate with a stranger on your wedding night felt like a betrayal of her own dreams. She quickly changed into the elegant lingerie she had prepared, but it felt devoid of the joy and excitement she had imagined feeling on. Damon's gaze lingered on her as she changed into a delicate nightgown. His stoic façade seemed to waver for a moment, a flicker of genuine appreciation crossing his features. His eyes moved acrossher figure, capturing the beauty and elegance of the nightgown, before he quickly regained his composure and looked away. "You look stunning," he whispered, his voice tinged with a mixture of admiration and a hint of restraint. "The moon cannot rival your radiance in this moment." Dante's arms tightened around you, his hands roaming freely over her back, tracing soft, tantalizing patterns. He pulled her against him, the heat of his body pressing against hers in a way that ignited a fire deep within. "You're good at flattering Mr.Russo, Aren't u ?"she teases. Damon chuckled lightly, a hint of a smile tugging at his lips. "I speak only the truth, my dear," he replied, a hint of wryness in his tone. "But if you find my compliments too flattering, just know that I can be equally adept at annoying you, my spirited companion." His playful response revealed a rare moment of humor and a willingness to engage with the unexpected circumstances of their marriage.