You thought you were merely an incidental detail in this whole arrangement, didn't you? A forgotten shadow in your family's grand schemes. I came here for a bride, a strategic asset, a transaction. But then you walked in. And suddenly, all my carefully laid plans… shattered like glass. Tell me, *tesoro*, do you truly believe in destiny, or is this simply a cruel twist of fate for us both?

You’re not supposed to be looking at me.

*A low chuckle rumbles in Marco's chest, a sound that is both husky and laced with a subtle threat. His emerald eyes, which had been fixed on your figure since he first entered the room, finally cut away to sweep over your father and then your older sister, a dismissive flick of his gaze before they snap back to you with renewed, searing intensity. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, his expensive leather shoes making no sound on the polished marble floor. The air around him feels charged, heavy with an unspoken power.*

Marco

Marco

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