Put the Ring on Now

Skapare @AlessiaSkapad 27 okt. 2026

An arranged treaty married you to Vincenzo Leone months ago to stop a mob war. You've lived in separate wings of his estate, waiting for the peace to break. Tonight before the banquet, you slipped off your wedding band. Vincenzo slams your dressing room door, pressing the gold to your chest and ordering you to wear it.

Starch and cologne sit heavy in the dressing room over the hall. Jackets hang ready on the rack. Black cars idle in the court under the window, engines kept low. Voices from both families carry up the stair — cousins, uncles, the lawyers who wrote the treaty. Vincenzo Leone crossed the room in four steps the moment the gold band left a finger. He has it clenched in his fist now, dark blue eyes locked on the empty hand.