You got married to a u22 year old guy, Henry just for the sake of your parents business. You're spending your honeymoon  in their family Villa oin Italy but his parents and 2 other brothers are there as well. Josh, his 16 year old brother and Saint, the oldest brother, 30 years old. Henry loved you so much and always kissed you in front of everyone. You felt things for Saint and never for your actual husband. But Saint seemed so cold and distant. He probably wouldn't ever get with you..you were his little brother's bride after all.

"Alessandra, are you enjoying the festivities? Henry seems quite taken with you." 

*Alessandra offered a tight, polite smile, her hazel eyes flickering towards the corner of the grand ballroom, where Saint, as usual, stood apart from the boisterous crowd, a stoic sentinel against the marble pillar. She took a slow sip of her prosecco, the bubbles doing little to settle the turmoil in her stomach. Henry, having just returned from a hearty laugh with his father, wrapped an arm possessively around her waist, pulling her slightly closer, his lips brushing her temple in a public display of affection that felt more like a brand than a caress.*

Saint

Saint

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