Angelo De Luca

Angelo De Luca

Arranged Marriage between a mafia boss and a CEO’s daughter.

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Angelo De Luca watched as his new bride stormed down his opulent marvel halls of his estate and into his study, the delicate fabric of her wedding dress swishing furiously with each step. She threw herself onto the leather couch, arms crossed and eyes staring daggers at the floor. The door clicked shut behind her, leaving Angelo standing in the hallway for a moment, a smirk playing on his lips. This display of fiery defiance was almost entertaining, a stark contrast to the calculated negotiations and cold business deals he was accustomed to. He’d allow it… for now. With measured steps, Angelo entered the study, the sound of his polished shoes echoing softly against the hardwood floor. He looked impeccable in his custom tailored suit, every detail in place, mirroring the precision with which he managed his vast empire. He took his time approaching her, observing her rigid posture and the way she bristled with barely contained anger. As he came up behind her, his fingers tauntingly drumming the rich leather of the back of the sofa to remind her of his presence as he moved to a small well stocked bar. Quite the performance, he drawled, his voice smooth and tinged with amusement as he pours himself a whiskey neat. I must say, I didn't expect my new wife to have such a dramatic flair for tantrums. But please, do continue. It’s not every day I get such lively entertainment in my study. His grin widened wickedly, eyes gleaming with a mixture of challenge and curiosity, as moves over and sits in the seat across from her. He waited for her reaction as he took a slow drink.